Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns

Immediately after that, Lynda gleefully shot a provocative glance at Yvette. She thought that was the end for Yvette..

No man could tolerate a vile woman. Her good looks were useless-a respectable man like him would look down on her, and Lynda would get the chance to take Yvette's place. Her eyes twinkled. She resolved to make good use of the opportunity to leave an unforgettable impression on Wilson.

When she was gloating, she heard his deep, emotionless voice ringing in the air. "So you're the ones who stopped my Yvie from heading back to the lounge."

His face was devoid of emotions. "Samuel, get rid of them,"

"What?" Lynda's eyes widened in disbelief when she heard Wilson's unfeeling remark. Then, her expression tumed to one of shock and fear

"Sir, is there a misunderstanding?" she asked. "Yvette hurt us! She's a terrible woman who doesn't deserve to stay by your side!"

Wilson's expression soured. He clenched his fist and exuded a hostile air. "Who do you think deserves to stay by my side, then? You?"

"Yes!" Lynda, acting shy, swooned even more. "Sir, I'm willing to stay by your side..."

might have enjoyed a windfall, but they

married to the esteemed man in front of her. The Murphys would see their social status elevated, and the Jubilife socialites wouldn't laugh at her nouveau riche

looks were the cherry on top. Of course, she'd be attracted

at Lynda with contempt before Wilson had the chance to speak. Lynda was a rather average-looking woman. She must have an overinflated ego to

a candle to

embarrassed by Collin's ruthless mocking. She turned to Wilson with a pitiful expression

irritation. He threatened her in a wintry tone, "Look at me

out."

instead of showing sympathy after she pulled a pitiful face. She shuddered from head to toe at

threat.

We should head back for dinner. I don't want Yvie

opposite of his heartless behavior