Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns

A Rose 590

Chapter 590

As soon as Madison and the others thought of Wilson, they immediately deflated. After all, they didn't have the guts to compete for someone with the "Grim Reaper" of Jubilife!

"Yvette, you're finally back!" Charlie's face lit up with a big smile upon seeing her. "While you were away, I felt like my lectures lacked energy! I've prepared for a long time for today's class, so listen well and see if my teaching skills have improved!" Looking at his beaming face, Yvette nodded helplessly. "Okay."

Charlie chuckled happily, then suddenly remembered something and quickly spoke up, "By the way, I almost forgot the important matter!"

"There's a world medical competition being held in Yenosha, and Jubilife University has also been invited. We need to select five representatives from the medical department to go for exchange and study in Yenosha." Yenosha...

Yvette's beautiful fox-like eyes instantly narrowed. Without hesitation, she raised her hand." Professor Lawrence, I want to go."

Last time, she had taken a job on the dark web, and she also needed to find out why DY Organization kept targeting her...

"Of course!" Seeing Yvette actively volunteer, Charlie's smile grew even wider. "Yvette, you'll definitely be the first choice from our university to participate in the competition!"

He was worried that Yvette's carefree nature would lead her to refuse the opportunity to go to Yenosha, and he was even considering how to persuade her. He didn't expect her to agree so easily this time!

of the five selected candidates will be

her thoughts had already drifted far away. This time, her stay in Yenosha would be lengthy and she had

a repeat of the last incident

campus gate, she

exposed and the gazes of others lingering on her. His

his neck, not daring

he might incur Wilson's

took long strides down from the car, removed his suit jacket,

tremble in

was jealous

smartly got out, leaving

You're not allowed to wear it again," Wilson said as he embraced the girl, his tone possessive. Yvette's rosy

this, Wilson's brows furrowed even tighter. Thinking about the gazes directed at Yvette, his air became even colder. "It's too short; it doesn't look

just a little short; it's

from him. His beautifully crafted hands, akin to art, gripped the

waves of tingling sensations through her body, making her

his hand, but he held her tightly in his embrace. His hand grew bolder, wandering over her waist, while his warm breath tickled her delicate earlobe. "Baby, if it's no big

as she glared at him with her stunning fox-like eyes, saying,