Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns

Chapter 660

Seeing the tense expression on Wilson's face, Yvette said gently, "Don't be mad. I didn't mean to

hide it from you."

Wilson's only response was a dismissive grunt. His expression was cold as he continued to ignore

her.

Yvette frowned, unsure of what to do. She gently pressed her lips together. She wasn't good at calming people down, especially since he'd never been angry with her before. Maybe it was best to just wait until he cooled off. Believing that she had come up with a solid plan, Yvette lazily leaned back in her seat, ready to close her eyes and rest for a bit.

Wilson narrowed his eyes slightly. Wasn't Yvette supposed to be comforting him? Was this her

idea of comfort

Yvette let out a lazy yawn, her eyes slipping shut as she prepared to drift off to sleep.

Wilson couldn't just watch her sleep peacefully. With a swift motion, he reached out and pulled her onto his lap. His strong hand was locked firmly around her waist. "Baby, is this how you comfort someone?"

Yvette's delicate brows arched, her tone the epitome of laziness. "Weren't you ignoring me?"

"And why aren't you trying to make it right with me?" His voice was tinged with hurt that would make one's heart ache. "You're so heartless."

Yvette's arms instinctively wound around his neck, her tone a mix of regret and sweetness. "I know it's my fault for lying. I shouldn't have done it."

She leaned in a little closer, her voice barely above a whisper. "I just didn't want you to

misunderstand and get jealous, so I didn't tell you what happened today."

Seeing Yvette admit her mistake so readily, Wilson felt his irritation fade away.

"So, you think I'm a petty man?" he teased.

Yvette blinked her eyes and raised her chin defiantly. "Aren't you?" she challenged.

clear that Wilson

a little discipline," he said, narrowing his eyes as he

her waist.

her react so strongly made Wilson

pinching her sides playfully.

Stop that," Yvette protested, wriggling to escape his

away, he tightened his hold

spine.

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felt something

shot him an

he be so bold in the

expression only intensified Wilson's desire. He swallowed hard, thoughts racing through his mind about how he wanted

off Wilson's lap, but his hand

his voice low and

you for a minute. I'll calm down

even redder. "Samuel will see us." Even though Wilson had

had some

and assured, "Don't worry.

divider between the front and back seats, keeping the view out of

wonder Samuel was Wilson's personal assistant. He knew exactly what to

situations.

had gone stone-cold. He radiated a

only opened up to those closest to her.

Phillip, there's a problem! Ms. Valentine is drunk and causing a scene. Not only did she grope a man, but she was also clinging to him and wouldn't

the memory.

she touched probably has an obsessive-compulsive disorder. After she threw up on him, he immediately ran to the restroom. Now, Ms. Valentine can't find him, and she's throwing

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were second only to Xavier and Yvette

Without another word, Xavier turned and

was in full-on drunk mode, and the bar

short of a disaster.