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

"Stop, guys What if Mr.

Either way, he can't possibly be here to see that Yvette

Quinn not acquainted, but Thet Mr. Quinn has never even met her before. How

to be here

Yasmin!

rette had just returned to Jubilife City. There was no way Yvette could have met Wilson, so

her

of that, she immediately became overjoyed and hurried coward Wilson. Then, with a kittonish

I'm here to see 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

demote Yasmin to being the seventh

to Tamily.

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.

if it gave her the chance

Wilson's expression turned glacial. He had no reason to stay or waste

Quinn.." Yasmin mummured, aggrieved that Wilson was

is here to

no way he'd he hem for Vette?

Her loathing for Yvette burned more intensely. She

Wilson's rich voice abruptly

he slammed the brakes

Yvette, who was squatting and fixing

Wilson had suddenly asked him to stop

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

tip of her nose, which made her look like a cat

the frost in his eyes vanished in that instance. With a hint of amusement, he thought, "I was right. It

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

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