It was the next day, and Yvette and Wilson had come to the hospital.
"Mr. Quinn, Ms. Murray, I've completed a full-body checkup on Mrs. Quinn Senior as per your request, and the results are in," the hospital director said.
Yvette sat lazily on the sofa, her long, straight legs crossed casually. Beside her, Wilson was peeling an orange for her.
"Continue," she said.
The hospital director couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise at this sight, but he quickly suppressed his astonishment and resumed his report.
"The surgery Ms. Murray performed was a great success. As long as Mrs. Quinn Senior takes good care of herself, there should be no problems. Her health is stable."
Yvette's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly at his words, and she fell into deep thought. If it wasn't a physical issue, then it must be…
"Mr. Quinn, something's wrong!" Samuel rushed in with a look of urgency, interrupting Yvette from her thoughts.
"Mrs. Quinn Senior went up to the rooftop and is threatening to jump… Mr. Quinn, please come quickly!"
"What!"
His words immediately changed the expressions on Yvette and Wilson's faces. Without hesitation, they hurried to the rooftop.
…
"Don't come any closer, or I'll jump!"
Martha stood on the edge of the rooftop, her frail body trembling. One wrong step, and she would fall—a truly terrifying sight.
"Wilson, you're finally here!" Victoria ran to his side, her face filled with concern. "Please, talk to Mrs. Quinn Senior and get her to come down!"
But Wilson didn't spare her a glance. He ignored her completely as his cold gaze fell on two maids standing nearby.
"You can't even look after Grandma properly? What are you paid to do?"
The intense pressure in his voice nearly suffocated them. The two maids stammered, trembling with fear.
"Mr. Quinn… Mrs. Quinn Senior said she wanted some of the clam chowder from home… She insisted we go back and prepare it for her… We only left for a short while, but then she…"
"Wilson, let's not focus on blaming them now. We need to get Mrs. Quinn Senior to come down quickly. It's too dangerous!" Victoria chimed in at just the right moment, making the maids feel grateful to her.
Unexpectedly, Wilson's cold gaze landed on her, his voice as icy as ever. "Did I give you permission to speak?"
Victoria felt a sudden chill down her spine, a strong sense of fear surfacing within her. Though frustrated that Wilson was treating her this way in front of the maids, she dared not say another word.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Talented Heiress A Rose with Thorns (Yvette and Wilson)
Why is there a different story from chapter 150 to 156 of Talented hairess a rose with thorns...
Why no update ? 😥...
Wilson is one of my most favourite ML so far.. he is soooo shamelessly funny..🤣...
Why only 2 chaps a day ? I want more.....
More chapters please...
Hi the story has been updated till Chp 380 in Webfic. Could you update it here please? Thank you so much....