Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns

Chapter 883

"Hmm?"

Wilson's expression darkened slightly. His eyes narrowed, and a dangerous air began to radiate from him.

Xavier showed no sign of backing down. "This is Mr. Maximillian's decision."

The two locked eyes, and invisible sparks seemed to explode in the air, charged with tension and hostility.

Yvette pressed her lips together, turning to Wilson. "You wait outside for me. I'll go in and see Mr. Maximillian first."

"Okay." Wilson's expression softened as he looked at Yvette, returning to his usual gentleness. He nodded obediently.

Yvette's red lips curved, and she couldn't help but pat Wilson's head, seeing him being so obedient.

As he watched their intimate interaction, Xavier's gaze deepened, and the jealousy and hostility in his eyes intensified.

...

"Mr. Maximillian!" Yvette entered the inner room and called out respectfully.

Upon hearing her voice, Theodore slowly turned. A gentle smile appeared on his face, making him appear refined and approachable.

"You're back," he said.

Yvette nodded obediently. "Mhm."

her, then poured her a cup of coffee. "Finally decided to come back? I thought you'd

ears turned slightly red at his teasing tone. "There were just too

things, or was there someone in Jubilife you couldn't bear to leave?" Theodore took

it from me all along. If I hadn't found out by accident, how long

wasn't trying to hide it from you. It's just that I didn't find

only acted this way in

angry to begin with, softened upon seeing Yvette being

brought him back. Why haven't you seen

cup down with a cold snort. "If I agree

away Theodore's most treasured apprentice, and now, he wasn't even allowed to throw a tantrum

"Mr. Maximillian, please don't make it difficult for

him. She was afraid that Theodore would give Wilson a hard

felt even more uncomfortable

was all grown up and slipping

Please meet with him!" Yvette said softly, her lips slightly pursed in a

snorted lightly. "Hmph, look at how anxious you

seen Yvette act like this before.

who had spoiled

face remained

Couldn't refuse any c

spoke coldly. "Let him

"Thank

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