Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns (Yvette and Wilson) novel Chapter 551

Chapter 551 

Wilson nodded, his gaze lingering on Yvette–nestled in his arms–as if he could never get enough of her. 

Samuel silently marveled at the scene from the rearview mirror, careful not to make a sound as he drove toward the manor. 

“Mr. Quinn.” 

As Wilson stepped out of the car, the butler hurried forward, respectfully calling out to him. Before he could finish his sentence, Wilson shot him a cold glance, his displeasure palpable. 

“Shut up.” 

Only then did the butler notice the woman sleeping in Wilson’s arms. He promptly fell silent. 

Yvette frowned slightly. Her sleep was interrupted, but she was too exhausted to wake fully. Hence, she nestled deeper into Wilson’s embrace and drifted back to sleep. 

Wilson’s heart softened, and he gently carried her toward the bedroom. The housekeepers 

watched in shock and envy, afraid to make a sound lest they wake Yvette. 

Wilson carefully laid Yvette down on the bed and tenderly tucked her in. He then stroked her face a few times before reluctantly leaving the room. 

When Yvette finally awoke, it was already evening. After calculating the time, she realized she 

had slept for five hours straight. 

Stretching lazily, she climbed out of bed and walked out of the bedroom. 

“Mr. Quinn, Mr. Adam’s men have arrived. They’re here to take Ms. Yvette to the base camp.” 

Upon hearing this, Wilson furrowed his brow. “Tell them Yvette isn’t awake yet. Have them wait in the lounge for a bit.” 

Wilson couldn’t bear to wake her when he recalled the exhaustion etched across her face. 

Samuel nodded. “Understood, Mr. Quinn.” 

“Wait a moment.” Yvette slowly descended the stairs, interrupting Samuel. “No need to take them to the lounge. Tell them I’ll be down shortly.” 

“Yes, Ms. Yvette,” Samuel replied before turning to carry out her request. Since Wilson was known to be obedient to Yvette, Samuel naturally abided by her instructions, 

“Baby.” Wilson’s brow knitted, his expression turning serious. 

Yvette understood he was worried about her, so she playfully blinked at him. “I’m all rested,” 

Chaptérest 

she assured. 

Wilson found it hard to resist her adorable charm. A reluctant smile crept onto his face as he softly asked, “How about I go with you?”