Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns (Yvette and Wilson) novel Chapter 660

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Seeing the tense expression on Wilson’s face, Yvette said gently, “Don’t be mad. I didn’t mean to 

hide it from you.” 

Wilson’s only response was a dismissive grunt. His expression was cold as he continued to ignore 

her. 

Yvette frowned, unsure of what to do. She gently pressed her lips together. She wasn’t good at calming people down, especially since he’d never been angry with her before. Maybe it was best to just wait until he cooled off. 

Believing that she had come up with a solid plan, Yvette lazily leaned back in her seat, ready to close her eyes and rest for a bit. 

Wilson narrowed his eyes slightly. Wasn’t Yvette supposed to be comforting him? Was this her 

idea of comfort 

Yvette let out a lazy yawn, her eyes slipping shut as she prepared to drift off to sleep. 

Wilson couldn’t just watch her sleep peacefully. With a swift motion, he reached out and pulled her onto his lap. His strong hand was locked firmly around her waist. 

“Baby, is this how you comfort someone?” 

Yvette’s delicate brows arched, her tone the epitome of laziness. “Weren’t you ignoring me?” 

“And why aren’t you trying to make it right with me?” His voice was tinged with hurt that would 

make one’s heart ache. “You’re so heartless.” 

Yvette’s arms instinctively wound around his neck, her tone a mix of regret and sweetness. “I 

know it’s my fault for lying. I shouldn’t have done it.” 

She leaned in a little closer, her voice barely above a whisper. “I just didn’t want you to 

misunderstand and get jealous, so I didn’t tell you what happened today.” 

Seeing Yvette admit her mistake so readily, Wilson felt his irritation fade away. 

“So, you think I’m a petty man?” he teased. 

Yvette blinked her eyes and raised her chin defiantly. “Aren’t you?” she challenged. 

It was clear that Wilson was jealous of Xavier. 

“Looks like someone needs a little discipline,” he said, narrowing his eyes as he playfully pinched 

her waist. 

“Hey! That tickles.” Yvette squirmed at the unexpected sensation, instinctively pushing him away. Seeing her react so strongly made Wilson smirk. He couldn’t resist teasing her further by 

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pinching her sides playfully. 

“Don’t. Stop that,” Yvette protested, wriggling to escape his grasp. 

Just as she twisted away, he tightened his hold around her waist, His low, husky voice sent 

shivers down her spine. “Baby, don’t squirm!” 

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Yvette’s cheeks flushed a deep crimson when she felt something press against her. She bit her lip 

and shot him an annoyed glare. 

“You!” How could he be so bold in the car? 

Seeing her flustered expression only intensified Wilson’s desire. He swallowed hard, thoughts racing through his mind about how he wanted to savor this moment. 

“Let go of me!” Yvette struggled to get off Wilson’s lap, but his hand on her waist tightened even 

more, his voice low and rough. 

“Baby, let me hold you for a minute. I’ll calm down soon.” 

“No!” Yvette’s ears turned even redder. “Samuel will see us.” Even though Wilson had no decency, 

she still had some self–respect. 

Wilson chuckled softly and assured, “Don’t worry. Samuel can’t see us.” 

The moment Wilson pulled Yvette onto his lap, Samuel quickly raised the divider between the front and back seats, keeping the view out of sight. 

No wonder Samuel was Wilson’s personal assistant. He knew exactly what to do in these 

situations. 

By the time the sleek black Maybach had driven off, Xavier’s face had gone stone–cold. He radiated a dark, dangerous energy–so different from the warm and easygoing man he’d been in front of 

Yvette. 

Yvette had always been indifferent by nature. She only opened up to those closest to her. But somehow, Wilson had managed to break through the walls of her heart so quickly. 

Just then, a guard rushed over and said in a panic, “Mr. Phillip, there’s a problem! Ms. Valentine is drunk and causing a scene. Not only did she grope a man, but she was also clinging to him and wouldn’t let go. After that, she threw up all over him.” 

The guard cringed as he remembered Ian’s murderous glare. Even now, he was still terrified by 

the memory. 

“The man she touched probably has an obsessive–compulsive disorder. After she threw up on him, he immediately ran to the restroom. Now, Ms. Valentine can’t find him, and she’s throwing an even bigger tantrum. We can’t stop her.” 

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Ellen’s skills were second only to Xavier and Yvette Even their elite team couldn’t handle her. 

“Got it” Without another word, Xavier turned and headed back into the bar. 

Inside, chaos reigned. Ellen was in full–on drunk mode, and the bar was a complete mess–nothing 

short of a disaster. 

“You’re back, Xav!” Ellen’s dazed expression seemed to sharpen upon seeing Xavier. She immediately began scanning the room for Yvette. 

“My sweetie? Where is she?” 

Xavier’s voice was sharp, colder than usual, and laced with a touch of frustration. “Wilson took her. 

“What?” Ellen blinked in shock, and then her anger flared. “And you just let him take her like that?