Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns

Chapter 383

In the VIP room, Samuel noticed that Yvette was in a bad mood and tried to comfort her. "Ms. Yvette, don't worry. I'm confident Mr. Quinn can sort this out." Yvette didn't agree with him. She pressed her delicate fingers against her temples, massaging them.

Jacob was so angry today. This matter won't be easy to resolve.

Seeing that Yvette was still upset, Samuel couldn't help but try to cheer her up. "Oh right, Ms. Yvette, there's something I've been wanting to tell you!"

Sure enough, Yvette's curiosity was piqued. She lifted her stunning eyes and looked at him. "What is it?"

"Ms. Yvette, you wouldn't believe this..."

Samuel immediately launched into an animated explanation, "Ms. Yvette, when you first returned to Jubilife and hadn't yet met Mr. Quinn, Mrs. Quinn Senior asked him to take some time to visit Murray Manor and meet you. "Upon learning of the matter, Mr. Quinn exclaimed, 'If I'm not mistaken, she's barely 18. Do you think I'm a lecher?"

Samuel's imitation was spot on, even mimicking the tone, which made Yvette smile faintly. She clicked her tongue lightly.

Well, he refused to be a lecher. Wasn't he acting like quite the lecher now?

Seeing that Yvette's mood had improved, Samuel finally relaxed. He still remembered Wilson's disdainful tone back then. How ironic that things have turned out this way! "You're quite the mimic."

Wilson entered with a menacing stride, his eyes piercing over Samuel. A sense of impending danger hung heavy in the air.

"Mr... Mr. Quinn..."

Samuel hadn't expected Wilson to return so quickly. Caught in the act, he shrank back in fear, pitifully turning to Yvette for help. Samuel was still bold enough to look at Yvette.

A menacing air radiated from him, making one's skin

stop scaring him," Yvette intervened in time. "Mr. Jackson, you

Yvette!" Samuel, relieved, quickly fled the room as though the

a pair of strong, handsome hands gripped her waist tightly. "Yvie, why are you defending

eyes narrowed in displeasure as he

even

and gave

jealous over nothing.

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immediately. The dark cloud that had been hanging over him

you wouldn't be a lecher?" Yvette teased, her arms wrapped around his neck. "Then why did you ask for my number the first time we met?" Wilson let out a low, husky laugh. Then he leaned in closer, his warm breath brushing against

now, he had what he wanted. He would never let go-Yvette could only be his! Faced with the man's intense gaze,

the distance between them closed, a loud kick on

five minutes are

atmosphere was instantly ruined. Wilson gritted his teeth in frustration

heart, Yvette obediently followed him

the VIP room, Jacob pulled her over.

a serious look at Jacob, noting that the anger had faded from his face. "Jacob, are you

hand, gently ruffling her hair, speaking to her in an incredibly

at fault? It was that

no wrong. If there was a mistake, it would always be someone

thoughts, Yvette felt a wave of warmth wash over her as she

glancing at him, Wilson's handsome face darkened. His fingers tightened, revealing a sinister