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.

had good relations, she wasn’t closely acquainted with Wilson.

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

bashful “Stop, guys What if Mr.

he can’t possibly be here to see that Yvette who just returned

Thet Mr.

be here to see

Yasmin!

in everyone’s words. She believed everyone was night; rette had just returned to Jubilife City.

with a kittonish demeanor, she spoke up.

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 here

Yvette’s return would demote Yasmin to being the seventh

to Tamily.

She bit her bottom lip so hard that she could almost taste blood. It frustrated her that

was here for Yvette.

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

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

Mrs. Murray another time.” Wilson’s expression turned glacial. He had no reason to stay or waste his time

was ditching her so mercilessly, and

God! Mr. Quinn is here to see Yvette!

was no way he’d he hem for Vette? This must be

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

rich voice abruptly rang out as

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

saw Yvette, who was squatting and fixing a

was when Samuel understood why Wilson had suddenly asked him to stop the

into a black windbreaker. Her delicate face tilted downward, showing off her

Chapter 11

some oil stains on her chooks and the tip of her nose, which made

his eyes vanished in that instance. With a hint of amusement, he thought, “I was

on fixing the motorcycle that she didn’t notice something

obscure area. She had no choice but to

clean handkerchief appeared before Yvette. Her captivating eyes

out a light chuckle. His charming face

impossible for others to forget

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