Talented Heiress A Rose with Thorns (Yvette and Wilson) novel Chapter 759

As Evelynn huddled in the corner, she seemed to understand Yvette's words, her trembling subsiding slightly.

Yvette stepped closer, but just as her hand was about to reach Evelynn, the door was suddenly slammed open. Horace barged in, ignoring the guards at the entrance.

"President Locke! Ms. Locke has psychological issues. I've contacted my friend, the most renowned psychologist in Croedal. He can definitely help Ms. Locke with her mental trauma."

Horace's tone was full of bravado, clearly trying to impress Jordan. But Evelynn, who had just started to let her guard down, was jolted by his sudden appearance.

She began to twitch, her small frame shaking intensely, showing signs that she was about to go into a shock.

"Idiot, who let you in here?" Yvette's delicate, porcelain-like face turned icy, her sharp gaze piercing through Horace like a knife.

She would have already calmed Evelynn down if it weren't for his sudden intrusion. This idiot had ruined her efforts.

Yvette didn't have time to deal with him. She quickly pulled out a silver needle from her pocket, preparing to administer treatment to Evelynn's symptoms.

However, as soon as Yvette reached for her, Evelynn vigorously resisted, demonstrating remarkable strength as she successfully broke away from Yvette's hold. In the next moment, she bit down hard on Yvette's arm.

"Evelynn—"

Seeing Evelynn in such a state, Jordan was frantic but could not help, so he kicked Horace in frustration.

"I won't forgive you if anything happens to my daughter!"

Horace hadn't expected to make a blunder instead of gaining praise. Terrified by Jordan's dark expression, he shrunk back and couldn't bring himself to speak.

Yvette endured the pain in her arm, not shaking Evelynn off but instead gently stroking her head, providing reassurance.

She gently repeated what she had just said. "Don't be afraid. I'm here to help you."

As Yvette continued to stroke her head, Evelynn's body stiffened for a moment, but she no longer acted out. Instead, her tensed form began to relax slowly.

Noticing this, Yvette became even gentler, repeatedly soothing her.

When Evelynn finally calmed down, Yvette swiftly inserted the glinting silver needle into a major pressure point on her head.

"Ms. Murray, how is Evelynn?"

Seeing Yvette's needle go in, Jordan finally dared to step forward and ask anxiously.

"I've temporarily suppressed her pain. In a little while, she should regain her senses," Yvette reassured him.

Upon hearing this, Jordan's mood brightened significantly, his voice filled with gratitude. "Thank you, Ms. Murray! I can't express how grateful I am. This is the first time Evelynn has been coherent and aware since I brought her to the Gray House!"