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

gaze and pretended to be bashful "Stop, guys What if Mr. Quinn isn't even here

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

Thet Mr. Quinn has never even met her before. How

be here to see

Yasmin!

was night; rette had just returned to Jubilife

her

coward Wilson. Then, with a kittonish demeanor,

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

return would demote Yasmin to being

to Tamily.

Yasmin seething with jealousy. She bit her bottom lip so hard that she could almost taste blood.

was here for Yvette.

still forced herself to smule. "vie had

didn't mind making a joke of herself if it gave her the chance

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

Wilson was ditching her so

here to see Yvette!

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

listened to everyone's mockery. Her loathing for Yvette burned more intensely.

the car." Wilson's rich voice abruptly rang out

brakes to stop the car.

saw Yvette, who was squatting

was when Samuel understood why Wilson had suddenly asked

Her delicate face tilted

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

vanished in that instance. With

so focused on fixing the motorcycle that she didn't notice something

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