Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns (Yvette and Wilson) novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162 

Despite that, Yasmin put on a pitiful display. “Isn’t Yvie coming home? Does she not want to forgive me?” 

She had successfully swayed Yara and Irwin and convinced them to suppress the plagiarism news by threatening to take her life. She could still resume playing the plane. 

“That bitch Yvette can’t do anything about it!” she thought gleefully. 

Sean and Ashton felt bad for Yvette. Yasmin was in the wrong, but she forced Yvette to back down with her antics, which they believed was grossly unfair to Yvette. 

Therefore, they were cold to Yasmin. They advised her, “Don’t overthink it. Drop the topic since Yvie has agreed not to press charges on the plagiarism.” 

More than anything, they didn’t want to upset Yvette again. 

Yasmin clearly picked up on their concem and care for Yvette. The look in her eyes hardened. 

They were all siding with that bitch, when not long ago, they were doting on her! This was all Yvette’s fault! Why did she come home? She should have died in the streets! 

Eyes sparkling with a venomous glint, she put on a pitiful act and replied feebly, “Sean, Ashton, I got it. I’ll drop the topic.” 

Sean and Ashton had nothing more to say to Yasmin. They retired to their rooms, clearly unwilling to pay her any attention. Yasmin was enraged by their treatment. She clenched her fists with a murderous look in her eyes. 

Those two were hopelessly under Yvette’s charm. Thankfully, Jacob would be home soon! 

Jacob 

Ashes the brother who doted on her the most. Besides, he was running all their family businesses, which placed him ahead of Sean and 

Yasmin decided to win Jacob’s favor during his trip home and get the most out of him. Not only that, she’d get Yvette kicked out of the Murray family! 

Wilson emerged from the bathroom in his villa and found Yvette sitting in bed, absentmindedly swaying her long legs. 

Swallowing hard, he suppressed the desire in him. “Why are you in my room?” he asked in a helpless tone. 

Of all places, she sat in his bed. He had the urge to get on top of her and give her some good loving. 

“The maids told me my room was a mess, and I can’t sleep there for the night. They lost the keys to the other guest rooms, so they had to bring me to your bedroom.” 

The situation sounded outrageous, but she had no choice but to stop by his bedroom since the maids refused to unlock the other bedroom doors for her. 

Wilson narrowed his eyes, knowing fully that the maids couldn’t have done so without orders. They were professionals who had been through vigorous training.