Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns

Chapter 1

"Mom, Dad, we finally get to kick Yvette out of our house! Why haven't the people come over to pick her up yet? Did they change their minds?"

Listening to the gloating voices from downstairs, Yvette maintained a calm expression. Her delicate and fair face showed no emotion as she walked down the stairs.

Upon seeing her, Tyler Murphy's face showed a hint of awkwardness. "Alright, that's enough. Everyone stop talking!"

"I'm just speaking the truth, why should I stop?" Lynda muttered reluctantly. "If Grandma hadn't insisted on keeping her, this jinx would've been kicked out a long time ago!"

Amy Ford looked at Yvette with the same disdain as her daughter, Lynda. "It was the old lady who took you in, Yvette. You're not a part of our family. We've done you a great favor by raising you all these years. "We don't expect anything in return, just don't come looking for us again. From now on, we'll have nothing to do with each other."

Even though they lived in the countryside, their family was relatively wealthy compared to the others in the village.

They heard that Yvette's biological parents were extremely poor, struggling to make ends meet while raising five sons. Amy didn't want to be burdened by such a poor family.

"As you wish," Yvette replied indifferently. Her beautiful, upturned fox-like eyes coldly staring at Amy. "I just hope you don't regret this later."

Regret? Amy looked as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world, her disdain growing even more intense. "Of course, I won't regret it. Get out of here and go back to your poor family. Stop clinging to us!" Lynda also found it laughable. With her hands on her hips, she said rudely, "Yvette, once you go back, your poor parents will marry you off to some old man living in the mountains. Those old men are ugly and disgusting. Don't come crying to us then!"

Despite being from the countryside, Yvette had a fox-like face, and her skin did not have even the slightest imperfection. It was enough to make anyone jealous. "Stop talking to her, Lyn!" Amy snorted coldly at Yvette. "Get out of here! We have nothing to do with you from now on. Don't ever come back to our family!"

Yvette's eyes grew colder. She picked up her backpack from the couch and walked out without looking back.

Just then, she heard a male voice through her headphones.

"Boss, the people who came to pick you up got their car stuck in mud near the village."

"Alright," Yvette replied nonchalantly.

they kick you out like this. They owe their comfortable lives to you!" Indeed, if

slightly. Everything she did was for her

Yvette in, going as

her grandmother gone, there was no reason for Yvette to stay in that household

little taste of their

words left his mouth,

crumbled in an instant. Amy and Lynda

black Ferrari was stuck deep in the mud just before the village entrance. Larry looked anxious

out of the

tapped on the car window with her slender, pale fingers. When Larry looked up, he saw her exquisite,

had delicate, picturesque features, with captivating and shimmering

flash of astonishment crossed Larry's eyes as he instantly realized that this must be the long-lost Murray

of

driver's seat, her pale

a feat that

driving experience, he hadn't been

her backpack over her shoulder and climbed into the back seat.

these gifts to your

to look at him, her tone indifferent. "Are you going

the air she exuded was

to you, Ms. Murray," Larry stammered. "I'll take you back to Jubilife City

like Jubilife City, getting a number plate like that required not just money, but significant