Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns (Yvette and Wilson) novel Chapter 383

Chapter 383 

In the VIP room, Samuel noticed that Yvette was in a bad mood and tried to comfort her. “Ms. Yvette, don’t worry. I’m confident Mr. Quinn can sort this out.” 

Yvette didn’t agree with him. She pressed her delicate fingers against her temples, massaging them. 

Jacob was so angry today. This matter won’t be easy to resolve. 

Seeing that Yvette was still upset, Samuel couldn’t help but try to cheer her up. “Oh right, Ms. Yvette, there’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you!” 

Sure enough, Yvette’s curiosity was piqued. She lifted her stunning eyes and looked at him. “What is it?” 

“Ms. Yvette, you wouldn’t believe this…” 

Samuel immediately launched into an animated explanation, “Ms. Yvette, when you first returned to Jubilife and hadn’t yet met Mr. Quinn, Mrs. Quinn Senior asked him to take some time to visit Murray Manor and meet you. 

“Upon learning of the matter, Mr. Quinn exclaimed, ‘If I’m not mistaken, she’s barely 18. Do you think I’m a lecher?” 

Samuel’s imitation was spot on, even mimicking the tone, which made Yvette smile faintly. She clicked her tongue lightly. 

Well, he refused to be a lecher. Wasn’t he acting like quite the lecher now? 

Seeing that Yvette’s mood had improved, Samuel finally relaxed. He still remembered Wilson’s disdainful tone back then. How ironic that things have turned out this way! 

“You’re quite the mimic.” 

Wilson entered with a menacing stride, his eyes piercing over Samuel. A sense of impending danger hung heavy in the air. 

“Mr… Mr. Quinn…” 

Samuel hadn’t expected Wilson to return so quickly. Caught in the act, he shrank back in fear, pitifully turning to Yvette for help. 

Samuel was still bold enough to look at Yvette. 

Wilson’s gaze turned icy. A menacing air radiated from him, making one’s skin crawl. 

“Alright, stop scaring him,” Yvette intervened in time. “Mr. Jackson, you may leave now.” 

“Right away! Thank you, Ms. Yvette!” Samuel, relieved, quickly fled the room as though the devil himself were chasing him. 

Watching this, Yvette couldn’t help but smile, amused. But in the next moment, a pair of strong, handsome hands gripped her waist tightly. 

“Yvie, why are you defending him?” 

Wilson’s captivating eyes narrowed in displeasure as he forcefully pulled Yvette into his arms. 

Was he jealous even over this too? 

Yvette smiled, stood on her tiptoes, and gave him a quick peck on the lips. 

“Don’t be jealous over nothing. 

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Wilson’s mood lifted immediately. The dark cloud that had been hanging over him vanished. 

“Didn’t you say you wouldn’t be a lecher?” Yvette teased, her arms wrapped around his neck. “Then why did you ask for my number the first time we met?” 

Wilson let out a low, husky laugh. Then he leaned in closer, his warm breath brushing against her soft earlobe. His deep voice was both seductive and alluring. 

“Baby, from the moment I first saw you, I knew I was going to be that lecher.” 

He approached her step by step, determined to make her his. And now, he had what he wanted. He would never let go–Yvette could only be his! 

Faced with the man’s intense gaze, Yvette felt her heart skip a beat. Wilson’s eyes grew darker as his long, elegant fingers tilted her chin up. 

As the distance between them closed, a loud kick on the door and Jacob’s icy voice shattered the moment. 

“Your five minutes are up. Yvie, come out.” 

The atmosphere was instantly ruined. Wilson gritted his teeth in frustration but had no choice but to release Yvette. 

“Baby, let’s go.” 

Suppressing the flutter in her heart, Yvette obediently followed him out of the room. 

As soon as Yvette stepped out of the VIP room, Jacob pulled her over. “Yvie, come home with me.” 

Yvette took a serious look at Jacob, noting that the anger had faded from his face. “Jacob, are you not mad anymore?” 

Jacob raised his hand, gently ruffling her hair, speaking to her in an incredibly tender tone. “Yvie, I was never angry at you.” 

How could Yvette be at fault? It was that lecher Wilson who had deceived her! 

His precious little sister could do no wrong. If there was a mistake, it would always be someone else’s fault! 

Seeing through his thoughts, Yvette felt a wave of warmth wash over her as she obediently let him lead her away.