Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns (Yvette and Wilson) novel Chapter 451

Chapter 451 

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Chapter 451 

A quick 15 minutes later, the car rolled to a stop in front of the boxing gym. 

Yvette stepped out and walked gracefully, Just as she entered the gym, she bumped into Adam, who was 

on his way out. 

“Yvie, what are you doing here? I told those guys to take you home.” 

Adam’s expression turned uneasy at the sight of her. He instinctively raised a hand to cover his right cheek, clearly trying to save his pride. 

“Put your hand down,” Yvette said. 

Adam attempted to laugh it off. “Yvie, I’m fine. Let’s go home now, it’s getting late-” 

Before he could finish, Yvette interrupted him with a cool, commanding tone. “Don’t make me say it twice. 

Adam cautiously glanced at Yvette’s expression. Though still reluctant, he obediently lowered his hand, wary of upsetting his sister. 

The other team members watched in disbelief. When did their captain become so obedient? And why did Yvette have such a powerful presence? She didn’t even need to be angry to command respect. Anyone 

would want to submit to her. 

Seeing the wound on Adam’s face, Yvette’s brows furrowed. Her displeased gaze fell upon Wilson who had come out after them. 

“Who told you to mess around with Adam?” She didn’t want to see either of them get hurt. 

Seeing that Yvette was really angry, Wilson abandoned his casual demeanor and became visibly flustered. He lowered his stance and apologized sincerely. “Yvie, I was wrong.” 

Adam was initially taken aback by Wilson’s attitude, but he couldn’t help feeling a sense of delight as Yvette defended him. As her older brother, it seemed that he mattered more to her than Wilson did. 

If Adam had a tail behind him, he would be wagging it with pride right now. The frustration from his previous loss had vanished completely. 

Before he could enjoy it for long, Yvette looked at him indifferently. “Why are you laughing, Adam? Do you really like to fight?” 

“No. I don’t like fighting,” came his immediate response. 

Upon noticing Yvette’s icy stare, Adam grew nervous and started stammering. “Y–Yvie, don’t be angry.” 

“Captain, who won between you two in the end?” The team members standing by couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity. 

They thought Adam would win, but they saw Wilson free of injuries, while Adam had a wound on his face. It was so strange! 

“Yeah. Who won?” 

“Um… well…” 

At the mention of the match, Adam’s expression faltered, and he stumbled over his words. He wasn’t one to shy away from losing; he just didn’t want to embarrass himself in front of Yvette. 

“It was a draw.” Wilson’s deep, resonant voice broke the tension.