Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns (Yvette and Wilson) novel Chapter 468

Chapter 468 

Nancy sat alone in a corner, sipping on a glass of champagne that a waiter had brought her. She looked down, her eyes cast downward, and her heart heavy. 

Stanley had been watching her from the dance floor. He couldn’t help but smile when he saw her take a sip of the champagne. 

His friends, who were standing nearby, started making lewd gestures. 

“Stanley, the effects of the drug will kick in soon. This stuff is potent, so just wait a bit and you’ll be able to take her away.” 

“Yeah, once she’s under your control, she’ll do whatever you want. Congrats in advance, buddy, you’ll finally be getting the girl!” 

Stanley’s eyes lit up with excitement as he listened to his friends. He didn’t waste any more time and briskly made his way over to Nancy. 

Nancy was feeling downcast and had been drinking more than usual. Her eyes were slightly glazed over in her drunken state. 

“Nancy, you look a 

As soon as Stanleyk. Let me 

take you to the lounge to rest.” 

As soon as Stanley spoke, he grabbed Nancy’s arm. His mind raced with the thought that she would be his once he got her out of the ballroom. 

“Take your hands off me!” 

Nancy scrunched her face in disgust, trying to shake off his hand. But Stanley was too strong, and she couldn’t break free. 

“Nancy, stop struggling. You’re drunk, I’ll take you to the lounge.” 

When Nancy refused to go with him, Stanley became even more agitated. He dragged her toward the exit his grip on her arm tightening. 

“Stanley, let go of me!” Nancy’s instincts were screaming at her that something was wrong. She struggled even harder. 

Stanley’s face twisted in frustration, worried that he would attract attention from the other guests. He forcefully dragged her out of the ballroom. 

“It seems you didn’t take my warning to heart.” 

Jacob approached with long, purposeful strides at this moment. His icy bearing sent shivers down Stanley’s spine. 

“M–Mr. Murray…” 

The moment Stanley saw Jacob, he shuddered, recalling the time Jacob had broken his arm. 

Jacob’s icy stare settled on Stanley’s hand gripping Nancy’s arm. A hint of rage flickered in his gaze. “Let her go!” 

A violent tremor racked Stanley’s frame. Yet, with his plan on the brink of success, he couldn’t give up. Mustering all his courage, he spoke. 

“Mr. Murray, this is between me and my companion. Please stay out of this-” 

But before he could finish, Jacob kicked him to the ground. He grasped Stanley’s collar, his dark eyes 

blazing with a menacing fury. 

“What if I insist on interfering?”