Talented Heiress A Rose with Thorns (Yvette and Wilson) novel Chapter 821

Wilson's thoughts grew dark as he glanced at Yvette, his gaze unwavering and full of quiet intensity. His deep, magnetic voice, tinged with a hint of grievance, made it almost impossible not to feel a pang of sympathy for him.

He hadn't aged enough to be called old, but his presence was so strong, and his mature charm so pronounced that it led to this misunderstanding.

Yvette, feeling somewhat playful, pursed her lips and mischievously blinked. "Maybe just a little old... Otherwise, why would you be mistaken as my father—"

Before she could finish, the hand around her waist tightened, and Wilson whispered in her ear, "Baby, do you need me to teach you a lesson?"

Remembering the marks he had left on her from the previous night, Yvette blinked her eyes and nervously wrapped her arms around his neck.

Wilson responded by pulling her into his embrace, lowering his head to kiss her soft earlobe. His deep, sensual voice reverberated through her, sending a shiver down her spine.

"Baby, you're not allowed to complain about me being old."

...

Half an hour later, the car came to a smooth stop at the Gray House.

"Yvette!" As soon as Yvette stepped out of the car, Evelynn's radiant smile greeted her as she ran forward.

"Be careful, don't run too fast." Yvette reached out to steady her, but Evelynn just smiled and shook her head.

"Don't worry, Yvette. I won't trip!"

Evelynn still appeared frail, but she was definitely looking much better than before. Her energy had returned, and she seemed livelier now. It was clear she had been well taken care of.

"Yvette, I watched your competition today. You answered all the questions correctly in just five minutes! You're amazing!"

Evelynn's eyes sparkled with admiration as she spoke, her voice full of respect.

"Yvette, I want to be just like you. When I grow up, I want to study medicine and help more children like me!"