Talented Hairess A 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.

Murray and Quinn families had good relations, she wasn't closely acquainted with Wilson. She barely even saw him a few times

With that in mind, she wondered if Wilson was actually here to see her

bashful "Stop, guys

not you? Either way, he can't possibly be here to see that

Not only are Yvette and Mr. Quinn not acquainted, but Thet Mr. Quinn has never

to be

Yasmin!

was night; rette had just returned to Jubilife

her

overjoyed and hurried coward Wilson. Then, with a kittonish demeanor, she spoke up. "Why have you

eyes narrowing at Yasmin's over-the-top behavior. He looked at her with a pointed, spirotul stare while his deep valce withered

predicted Yvette's return would demote Yasmin to being the seventh

to Tamily.

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

was here for Yvette.

brimmed with hatred, she still 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

Murray another time." Wilson's expression turned glacial. He had no reason to stay or waste his time here since the Murray family's

Quinn.." Yasmin mummured, aggrieved that Wilson was ditching

is here to see

that there was no way he'd he hem for Vette? This must

cheeks heated up as she listened to everyone's mockery. Her loathing for Yvette burned more intensely. She wondered, "What's so great about the country bumpkin that even Wilson

abruptly rang out as the car speil

brakes

who was squatting

Wilson had

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

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

eyes vanished in that instance. With a hint of amusement, he thought,

motorcycle that she didn't notice something was amiss

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