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

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

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

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

to be here to

Yasmin!

had just returned to Jubilife City. There was no way Yvette could

her

immediately became overjoyed and hurried coward Wilson. Then, with a kittonish demeanor, she spoke up. "Why have you come

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

Yvette's return would demote Yasmin to being the seventh child

to Tamily.

She bit her bottom lip so hard that she could almost taste

was here for Yvette.

still forced herself to smule. "vie had to leave to deal with something. Why don't I keep you company

of herself if it gave her the chance to

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

Quinn.." Yasmin mummured, aggrieved that Wilson was ditching her so mercilessly, and

is here to see

for Vette? This must be like a

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

rich voice abruptly rang out as the

it, he slammed the brakes

saw Yvette, who was squatting and fixing

was when Samuel understood why Wilson had suddenly asked him to stop the

black windbreaker. Her delicate face tilted downward, showing

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

vanished in that instance. With a hint of amusement,

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

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