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

loveted her gaze and pretended to be bashful "Stop, guys What

else would he be here for if not you? Either way, he can't possibly be here to see that Yvette who just

are Yvette and Mr. Quinn not acquainted, but Thet Mr. Quinn has

be here to

Yasmin!

took in everyone's words. She believed everyone was night; rette had just returned to Jubilife City. There was no way Yvette could have met Wilson, so

her

with a kittonish demeanor, she spoke up. "Why have

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

Yasmin to being the seventh child in

to Tamily.

her bottom lip so hard that she could almost taste blood.

was here for Yvette.

"vie had to leave to

making a joke of herself if it gave her the

be necessary. I'll visit Mr. and Mrs. Murray another time." Wilson's expression turned glacial. He had no

that Wilson was ditching her so mercilessly, and without

God! Mr. Quinn is here to see

no way he'd he hem for Vette? This must be like a slap

intensely. She wondered, "What's so great about the country bumpkin

abruptly rang

slammed the brakes to stop the car. He then turned to where Wilson was

Yvette, who was squatting and fixing

Wilson had suddenly asked him

black windbreaker. Her delicate face tilted downward, showing off

her chooks and the tip of her nose, which made her look like a cat who had played in

in that instance. With a hint of amusement, he thought, "I was

focused on fixing the motorcycle that she didn't notice something was amiss in her

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