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

guys What if Mr.

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

Mr. Quinn not acquainted, but Thet Mr. Quinn has never even met her before. How could be possibly be here

has to be here to

Yasmin!

She believed everyone was night; rette had just returned to Jubilife City. There was no way Yvette could have

her

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

with a pointed, spirotul stare while his deep valce withered with annoyance. Tm

could have predicted Yvette's return would demote Yasmin to being

to Tamily.

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

was here for Yvette.

with hatred, she still forced herself to smule. "vie had to leave to deal with something. Why don't

of herself if it gave her the chance to

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

mummured, aggrieved that Wilson was ditching her

Mr. Quinn is here to see Yvette! That's

way he'd he hem for Vette? This must be like a slap to their

mockery. Her loathing for Yvette burned more intensely. She wondered, "What's so great

abruptly rang

Mr. Quinn." Although Samuel didn't understand it, he slammed the brakes to stop the car.

was squatting

had suddenly

into a black windbreaker. Her delicate face tilted downward, showing off her striking and refined

and the tip of her nose, which made

in that instance. With a hint

fixing the motorcycle that she didn't

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