Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns

Chapter 617

"Sweetie, I've taken care of the matter you asked me to. The person is safe and sound."

In the car, Yvette received the message and felt a wave of relief wash over her. Her lips curved into a faint smile as she typed out a reply.

"Got it. I'm on my way to Jeckton now."

The response came back quickly. "Great, I'll come pick you up!"

Wilson's seductive, almond-shaped eyes narrowed into slits, the word "sweetie" stinging his

vision.

Yvette possessed a distant, reserved bearing. She showed little interest in anyone outside of her family and close friends. It was surprising, then, that she was so comfortable with this person. There was no sign of any aversion to the affectionate nickname on her part. Wilson gritted his teeth, pulling her into a tight embrace. His jealousy was almost overwhelming.

"Sweetie? That's such an intimate term."

entirely on replying to the message. Oblivious to his unusual behavior,

flashing with a fierce light. He

out which scoundrel dared to speak to his woman that

later, the car arrived

had been waiting for a long time, eager to see Yvette the moment she

car door opened. Yvette gracefully stepped out, her long, straight

Yvette, he bolted toward her as if she

toward Yvette, her face beaming with joy. She enveloped Yvette in a warm hug, showering her face

been so long! I've

hearing the affectionate term. The sight of Ellen kissing Yvette ignited a fiery rage within him. His narrow, almond-shaped eyes flashed with murderous intent. A suffocating bearing of menace

Chapte

to kiss

if I kissed her?" No sooner had she spoken than Ellen turned to pepper Yvette's face with more kisses,

"You're asking for it!"