Rose with Thorns

Chapter 4

Yvette thought of Wilson’s charming and seductive smile. Her long lashes fluttered slightly as her slender finger tapped on the prompt to accept his request.

“Stay safe on your way back. Let me know when you get home,” came his message.

Yvette didn’t reply, her expression unchanged as she put her phone back into her pocket.

Inside the car, Wilson glanced at the message he sent her that was left on read.

He wore a captivating smile as he thought of Yvette as quite the aloof person.

Samuel watched that scene from the rearview mirror. His thoughts were racing as he finally understood what happened.

The reason Wilson played along with that girl’s act was to get her contact information.

He realized that Wilson was cunning for tricking an innocent girl like that! That said, Samuel had never seen Wilson that interested in anyone before. Could it be that he had taken a liking to that girl?

The more he thought about it, the more convinced he was.

That girl looked barely 18, and Wilson said he wouldn’t act like a monster!

It was a complete turnabout, an ironic slap in the face.

…

coy voice coming from downstairs as soon as she stepped out

already so late. Why

well in a new environment, but it seems she’s adapting to it

sarcasm in her tone was obvious. Yvette smirked and

everyone not to disturb Yvie. She just returned yesterday, and there’s

saw Yvie coming down the stairs, her

had

voice filled with warmth. “That’s right, Yvie. Sit down

entirely on Yvette. Yasmin, who

with affection, a flash of jealousy crossed Yasmin’s

the family. After her parents passed away, Yara and Irwin raised and treated

Yasmin had five older

was back, she had stolen Yara and Irwin’s affection from Yasmin. Soon, Yvette would be taking

the only one

that Yvette had never been found and

Yvie. You

remembered Yasmin’s presence and

is your cousin, Yasmin.” As Yvette’s porcelain-like face met her gaze, Yasmin’s envy deepened, though she maintained her innocent

well, so I

him as an excuse to avoid picking

“Don’t worry, Yasmin. Yvie won’t be mad at

smile and extended her hand

while glancing

a twinge of embarrassment as she

dare this country girl who

“Alright, alright, enough talking. Sit

Yvie. Let Dad peel the eggshells for

centered on Yvette, Yasmin’s eyes flickered. She seized the

yeah, I have some good news, Uncle Irwin and Aunt Yara. I won first

and Irwin redirected some of their attention

tough this year. Winning first place truly proves your talent, Yasmin. Who knows, you might even become a

at Yvette with a

own. In truth, the participants in this year’s piano competition were quite mediocre, so winning first place wasn’t such a big deal. The difficulty of becoming a world-famous pianist was much

listened to the praise, the smugness remained