Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns (Yvette and Wilson) novel Chapter 263

Chapter 263 

Liam’s heart raced as he felt the soft sensation in his arms. He was so flustered that his ears turned red. He hastily tried to explain. 

“Sorry, I just wanted to pull you away… I didn’t mean to+” 

“Yvie doesn’t need your help,” Wilson cut him off. He had made his way toward them and pulled Yvette into his embrace. 

His tone was domineering and assertive. It exuded a pressure that was quite intimidating. 

If it were anyone else, they would have already been scared stiff by Wilson. But Liam suppressed his fear and looked directly at Yvette, who was now in Wilson’s arms. 

If she showed any sign of unwillingness, he would help her even if it meant offending Wilson! 

Wilson noticed his gaze lingering on Yvette. His once charming features turned cold and menacing. It was as if a dark storm was brewing within him. 

Liam had the nerve to stare at Yvette like that, right in Wilson’s presence! Was Liam treating him as if he didn’t exist? Liam was asking for a world of hurt for trying to take her away from him. 

Knowing that Wilson was once again drowning in jealousy, Yvette obediently leaned into his arms. She then calmly turned to Liam. 

“Thank you for your quick action, but there’s no need next time. I can avoid it myself.” 

As soon as she finished speaking, she took the initiative to hold Wilson’s hand. “Let’s go.” 

” 

Yvette’s few words soothed Wilson’s surging anger. His dark and sharp eyes flashed a warning at Liam before he allowed himself to be led away by the young woman. 

Watching their backs as they walked away hand in hand, Liam’s gaze turned completely bleak. 

Inside the car, Wilson asked, “Are you close with Liam?” 

Yvette looked up at him, her tone rather casual. “Not really.” 

Wilson lowered his mesmerizing eyes to look at her. His entire demeanor exuded dissatisfaction. “If you’re not close, why do I always see you together?” 

Yvette could hear the jealousy dripping from his voice. She clicked her tongue, finding his reaction quite amusing. She spoke slowly on purpose. “We had some matters to attend to.” 

As expected, Wilson was even more irritated now. 

What matters required them to always be together? 

Yvette slyly pursed her red lips, tilting her head innocently. “You seem to like being in control. Is that a common trait among older men?” 

Older?