Rose with Thorns

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Ablack Maybach rolled to a stop before Mumay Manor alter dominates

“It’s Mr. Quinn That’s Mr. Quinn’s ca!”

“Oh, my God! Mr. Quinn’s here, too!”

A commotion broke out in the banquet hall. The wealthy socialites inside obsessively fiscated on Wilson as he exited his Maybach

*Everyone, please clear a path! Mr. Quinn is here to see Ms. Murray.” Samuel announced.

“Ms. Murray?” Everyone wondered in unison

The socialites that mocked Yasmin’s poor plann skills earlier sang a different tune when they heard that

⠀⠀⠀ “Oh, so Mr. Quin is here to see you, Yasmin? Gosh, how envious!”

“Yeah! Yasmin, Mr. Quin ever attends any banquets or events, but he’s here for you!!

“Holy cow, Yasmin! Mr. Quinn’s being extra nice to you, huh?”

Yasmin enjoyed hearing everyone hutter up to her. Yet, at the same time, she felt guilty.

Although the Mu

In a year.

Quinn families had good relations, she wasn’t closely acquainted with Wilson. She barely even saw

mind, she wondered if Wilson was actually here to see her sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on

be bashful “Stop, guys

you? Either way, he can’t possibly be here to

Thet Mr. Quinn has never even

has to be here to see

Yasmin!

just returned to Jubilife City. There was no way Yvette could have

that, she immediately became overjoyed and hurried coward Wilson. Then, with a kittonish demeanor,

I’m here to see you? Wilson snarled, his eyes narrowing at Yasmin’s over–the–top behavior. He looked at her with a pointed, spirotul stare while his deep valce withered with annoyance. Tm

could have predicted Yvette’s return would demote Yasmin to being the

to Tamily.

hard that she could almost taste blood.

was here for Yvette.

herself to smule. “vie had to leave to deal with something. Why don’t I keep you company

mind making a joke of herself if it gave her the chance to be

I’ll visit Mr. and Mrs. Murray another time.” Wilson’s expression turned glacial. He had

mummured, aggrieved that Wilson was ditching her

God! Mr. Quinn is here to

hem for

to everyone’s mockery. Her loathing for Yvette burned more intensely. She

the car.” Wilson’s rich voice abruptly rang out as the

Quinn.” Although Samuel didn’t understand it, he slammed the brakes to stop the car. He then turned to where Wilson was

was squatting and fixing

understood why Wilson had suddenly asked him to stop

had changed into a black windbreaker. Her delicate face tilted downward,

Chapter 11

stains on her chooks and the tip of her

lips curved upward, and the frost in his eyes vanished in that instance. With a hint of amusement, he thought,

on fixing the motorcycle that she didn’t notice something was amiss in

area. She had

appeared before Yvette. Her

chuckle. His charming

impossible for others to forget a face

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