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

you? Either way, he can't possibly

acquainted, but Thet Mr. Quinn has never even met her before. How could be possibly be here

be here to see

Yasmin!

rette had just returned to Jubilife

her

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

see you? Wilson snarled, his eyes narrowing at Yasmin's over-the-top behavior. He looked at her with a pointed,

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

to Tamily.

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

was here for Yvette.

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

a joke of herself if it gave her the chance to be

glacial. He had no reason to stay

aggrieved that Wilson was

is here to see

for Vette? This must be like a slap to their faces,

Her loathing for Yvette burned more intensely. She wondered, "What's so great about the country bumpkin that even Wilson would

abruptly rang out as the

brakes

who was squatting

had suddenly asked

Her delicate face tilted downward, showing off

on her chooks and the tip of her

in that instance.

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

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