Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns (Yvette and Wilson) novel Chapter 288

Chapter 288 

Jacob gently said, “Wie, anything concerning you is a big deal. From now on, tell me if anything happens, I’ll handle it for you.” 

Yvette’s heart warmed further at his words. She pressed her lips together. “But Jacob, you’re so busy.” 

Jacob affectionately patted her head. “No matter how busy I am, I can’t let the Murray family’s princess be bullied.” 

“Jacob.” 

At the soft and sweet address, Jacob finally noticed Nancy. Remembering that she was Yvette’s friend, he softened his demeanor toward her. 

Seeing Nancy 

hopeful gaze at his hand, clearly wanting a pat as well, Jacob couldn’t help but smile and gave her a quick pat on the head. 

His hand barely touched her before he realized it, and a hint of surprise flashed across his dark eyes. He quickly withdrew his hand. 

Like Yvette, Jacob wasn’t fond of physical contact with others unless they were close. Yet today, he had reached out to touch a lady he had met only twice. 

Although it was just a brief touch on the head, Nancy was thrilled. Her cheeks flushed with joy as she struggled to maintain her composure. 

Their conversation was too quiet for Serena and the others to hear, but they could see Jacob’s evident 

affection for Yvette. 

This only fueled Serena’s jealousy. She was outraged that Yvette was not only seducing Liam but also had Jacob under her spell. To Serena, Yvette seemed like nothing more than a shameless seductress. 

Tom, on the other hand, was pale with fear. Facing the Dark Organization, the Smith family’s heiress, and the richest man in Jubilife was overwhelming. Any one of these figures could easily crush him, let alone all three together. 

Blaming Serena for causing trouble with such powerful figures, Tom scrambled up from the floor and slapped her. 

“Who taught you to be so reckless? How dare you accuse Ms. Murray? I have to teach you a lesson today!” 

In a desperate bid for survival, he struck Serena with brutal force, leaving her barely conscious and unable 

to even scream. 

Tom then desperately slapped himself until blood trickled from the corner of his lips. Dropping to his knees, he begged, “This was entirely our fault, Ms. Murray, I’m sorry. We’ll never do this again.” 

Seeing their miserable state, Yvette remained indifferent. 

At this moment, Killian approached. “Ms. Murray, if you have any complaints, please let me know. I’ll make sure to resolve them to your satisfaction.” 

“I have no complaints.” Yvette’s cold and aloof voice rang out. “I just believe he’s unfit to wear a police 

uniform.” 

Killian nodded in agreement. “You’re right, Ms. Murray I’ll have him dismissed immediately and removed from the police force.”