Talented Heiress A Rose with Thorns (Yvette and Wilson) novel Chapter 685

"What?" The smile that had just graced Yvette's face vanished in an instant, replaced by an icy coldness.

"Sweetie, I know you don't want to believe it, but I have received news to confirm it; it can't be false!"

Ellen paused for a moment before continuing, her voice filled with anger. "How dare Wilson do this? He unjustly confiscated our shipment and destroyed it! Does he really think we're easy to bully?"

Yvette pressed her lips tightly together. "Ellie, don't act rashly. I will give you an explanation."

"Sweetie, how can you still protect Wilson at this point?" Ellen was reluctant to listen. "He's caused such significant damage to our organization, and this matter has blown up so much that it can't be hidden anymore. Mr. Maximillian will find out sooner or later…"

Yvette softly cut off her ramblings, "Ellie, just follow my lead."

Hearing Yvette's resolute tone, Ellen had no choice but to relent. "Fine. Sweetie, you're the leader. I'll listen to you!"

If it weren't for Yvette's sake, Ellen wouldn't let Wilson off the hook so easily for treating the Dark Organization this way!

After hanging up the phone, Yvette's expression was far from pleasant as she suppressed her emotions and called Wilson. She needed to get to the bottom of this herself; no matter what rumors were circulating, she would only trust what he said.

As soon as Yvette dialed the number, it was picked up almost instantly.

"Yvie…" Wilson was startled at first when he received Yvette's call, then immediately felt flattered as he answered it. Did this mean she wasn't so angry anymore?

Yvette had no time to waste on pleasantries. She got straight to the point. "I just received news that you destroyed the batch of shipment from the Dark Organization that you confiscated earlier?"

So that was why Yvette was calling him…

The joy on Wilson's face vanished in an instant. His eyes darkened as he spoke with difficulty. "Yvie, is this why you called?"

"Yes." Yvette's face was cold. "I want you to hear it from you. Is it true?" She would only trust his words; as long as he denied it, she would believe him.

"Yes, I ordered it."