Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns

Chapter 446

"Wilson, please... don't..." Victoria's voice cracked as her face her eyes, and she was barely holding herself together.

w impossibly pale. Tears were pooling in

Wilson didn't even flinch. His cold, strikingly handsome face remained hard as stone, showing no mercy.

"Wilson." Yvette's voice was soft, but it cut through the tension like a knife. Instantly, the fury that

surrounded him vanished, and without a word, he was back at her

Lionel, still on his knees, let out a shaky breath. His face was ghostly white, his body trembling with relief.

Wilson had been seconds away from ending him. Lionel knew that if Yvette hadn't called him off, he'd be dead already.

And the thing that terrified him the most? He hadn't even ned Yvette. The murderous intent Wilson

had unleashed was just from the threat. If he'd actually laid a hand on her...

He didn't even want to imagine what would've happened. Who knew Yvette had such a hold on Wilson?

"Take her to the hospital," Yvette said coolly.

Her fingers slipped into Wilson's larger hand, a small gesture meant to calm him down. She glanced at Victoria, pale and trembling, blood seeping from her scraped knees.

Yvette had pushed her, sure, but it hadn't been that hard. Just a nudge. Still, Victoria had fallen harder than expected. Yvette wasn't about to walk away from that without owning up.

die out completely. His cold, dangerous gaze

Wilson ordered. "Let him pay for

knew what that meant-unimaginable torture, the kind that would leave one praying for death. Only

at the thought of it. He shot Lionel a

did,

you need to punish someone, punish me. Just... Don't hurt him." Her soft, broken sobs made

by her pleas. His jaw tightened, and without even

car, her tear-filled eyes wide with desperation. She opened her mouth as if to say something else, but Samuel swiftly

going to check on her? She looks pretty bad..." Yvette's voice faltered as Wilson's hand clamped down on her

yourself?" Wilson's eyes narrowed

Chapter 446

go be with another

would be seething with jealousy, but not Yvette. Instead of feeling betrayed, she was actually suggesting he comfort Victoria. Did he really mean so little

quickly pressed herself against him, her slender arms wrapping around his

this gets you off the hook," Wilson said, his hands gripping her waist with a firmness that made it clear he

stood on her tiptoes to give him a quick, gentle

His grip on her waist tightened, and

toward someone else again, he

nodded, her eyes

but the gravity of the situation soon returned to

spoke in a low, unwavering tone, "I promise you, Yvie, something like this will never

front of Jubilife University. The door swung open, and a group of imposing men stepped out. At the head of the group was Adam, whose

Civilized?