Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns

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"Alright." Wilson replied calmly. He then wiped his hand with a handkerchief before reaching out to take Yvette's hand.

His deep, magnetic voice returned to its usual gentle and indulgent tone when talking to Yvette.

"Let's go," he said, and Yvette let him hold her hand as he led her along.

Observing how obedient Yvette was, Wilson couldn't resist teasing her a bit. He leaned closer to Yvette with a mischievous smile and asked, "Why didn't you compliment me?" Caught off guard by how close Wilson was, Yvette's heart skipped a beat. But she quickly composed herself and offered a superficial response. Impressive."

Wilson chuckled softly. He pulled Yvette into his arms while his captivating eyes were locked on hers. His demeanor was alluring and seductive.

"Am I more impressive than your fiance?" he asked.

Chapter Yvette was dumbfounded. She didn't expect Wilson to ask her such a question.

"Are you not going to answer?" Wilson's gaze became more intense as his jealousy surfaced. He continued, "Do you really like your fiancé that much?"

up Wilson was getting, Yvette blinked shyly

didn't like him "that"

seemed to chill the air around them. The atmosphere became suffocating and

He couldn't contain the rage and jealousy surging within him. He narrowed his eyes, exuding a terrifying air. Yvette had never expressed her feelings to

teeth and warned,

flashed with mischief and pride as she lifted her chin to look at him. "Are you sure you don't

voice was assertive, leaving no room for

a smirk. She said playfully, "Okay then, just

Huh?

overwhelming emotions, but a

Yvette mean? Why would

into the car, clearly not wanting

pursue further. He just took out the milk Yvette liked to drink, inserted the straw,

his voice and coaxed her. "Have some milk first, I'll

get some good food