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

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

you? Either way, he can't possibly

Thet Mr. Quinn has never even met her before. How could be possibly be

has to be

Yasmin!

believed everyone was night; rette had just returned to Jubilife City. There was no way Yvette could have met Wilson, so he had to be

her

hurried coward Wilson. Then, with a kittonish demeanor, she spoke up. "Why have you come to see me,

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

Yasmin to being the

to Tamily.

Yasmin seething with jealousy. She bit her bottom lip so hard

was here for Yvette.

brimmed with hatred, she still forced herself to smule. "vie had to leave to deal with something. Why

it

another time." Wilson's expression turned glacial. He had no reason to stay

was

God! Mr. Quinn is here to see

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

Her loathing for Yvette burned more intensely. She

the car." Wilson's rich voice abruptly rang

the brakes to stop the car. He then

was squatting

why Wilson had suddenly asked him to stop the

tilted downward, showing off her striking and refined features. Chapter

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

the frost in his eyes vanished in that instance. With a

the motorcycle that she didn't

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