Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns

var doughter speed with no risers repler my baie trailer, she has no

pet for me

lando's van were crudely a shon by Tray

"How dare you tread my presons desighna! Are you trying to pick a fight? Even though I'm petting up there in years, I could still bowk your bahre nur

*11 1 heaz arunther word against my Yvette, Fll make sure the sheer family disappears from Jubilife! Our previous deals are off. From now on, keep your distance, or you'll get a beating every time I see you!"

Irwin was beyond enraged. His darling daughter was the apple of his eye. He cherished her more than anything in the world. How dare Orlando speak ill of her! He was asking for it.

Anyone who dared to criticize Yvette was a sworn enemy of the Murrays.

"Irwin, we've been friends for years! How can you treat me like this?"

Irwin scoffed coldly over the phone. "I don't care who you are. If you say one bad word about my daughter, you'll answer to me!"

Orlando stared at the disconnected call, dumbfounded. He'd never met anyone so fiercely

* protective.

ties with him. He was effectively terminating the collaboration between the Murrays and the Shaws. The potential losses would be enormous! A warm glow filled Yvette's heart knowing her family loved her

or I'll break your

Orlando's face contorted in a mask of fury. "Yvette, don't push it! You don't want to

droned on, and an

features.

have your son's legs broken. Get to

Murray." The black-suited bodyguards behind Yvette immediately obeyed, advancing on Carson and his father. Seeing that Yvette meant business, Orlando exploded in a fit of rage. "I can't believe someone so young could

talk about my fiancée like

strode In, his handsome face clouded with anger,

"M-Mr. Quinn..."

family could perhaps weather the storm of their conflict with the Murrays. But the addition of Wilson to the equation meant certain trouble. "I'm so sorry, Ms. Murray. I really put my foot in my mouth. I didn't mean to offend you with

transformed instantly. A forced, sycophantic grin replaced the brooding

shame,

his demeanor affectionate, yet his eyes held

intense coldness.

life hell for anyone who makes

force a fawning smile onto his face. He felt