Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns (Yvette and Wilson)
A Rose 365

Chapter 365

What a great opportunity!

Nancy's eyes lit up instantly. She winked at Yvette and agreed without hesitation. "No problem, Yvie. You can count on me to handle Jacob."

Seeing Nancy agree, Yvette quickly took the man's hand and hurried into the familiar Maybach.

"Yvie..."

Nancy watched Jacob's resigned expression. Her eyes darted about as she plotted to pull the same trick she tried last time-to throw herself into his arms. Last time, she was so flustered that she forgot to take the chance to feel his abs. This time, she made sure to do it. Nancy's pretty face blushed slightly, but her eyes gleamed with excitement. She sure was clever!

But before she could leap into Jacob's arms, he saw through her intentions and stopped her.

"Alright, they're gone now."

Jacob's long, graceful fingers gave her forehead a playful tap. His expression held a hint of indulgent amusement.

"Don't try that trick again."

"Huh?" Nancy looked at him in surprise. "Jacob, aren't you angry anymore?"

Wasn't he furious whenever Wilson took Yvette away? Why didn't he seem angry at all this time?

"Yvie's in a bad mood right now. Let that old lecher, Wilson, keep her company for a while."

A hint of bitterness crept into Jacob's voice. He longed to be the one to comfort his beloved sister in her time of need. But it was obvious that Yvette preferred Wilson's company.

In the car, Yvette was still feeling a bit down thinking about Kayla

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obediently rested on Wilson's chest, closing her eyes to rest. Eventually, she fell asleep in his embrace.

Suddenly, her phone lit up with a new message. Wilson didn't intend to snoop,

but her phone had no passcode. So he managed to glimpse the entire message with just a glance..

Xav: "Yvie, I'll be back in Croedal soon. Let's meet up when I return."

Xav?

The level of familiarity was striking, from the intimate contact name to the casual way he addressed Yvette.

Wilson's mesmerizing eyes narrowed into a dangerous glint. A palpable chill seemed to seep into the atmosphere. Who was he to call her Yvie?

Wilson recalled that the vice president of the Dark Organization was named Xavier Philip. Today, Yvette was also involved with members of the Dark Organization. This "Xav" must be Xavier Philip.

He didn't know why Yvette was connected with someone from the Dark Organization. Yet it was clear that she had a close relationship with Xavier.

The more Wilson looked at the contact name, the more it annoyed him. Unable to resist, he checked what Yvette had saved his contact as. The first thing he saw when he clicked in was the glaring word "Womanizer"..

A wicked smile twisted Wilson's lips as he gritted his teeth. His expression was a dangerous mix of anger and something more sinister.

So, he was just a womanizer to Yvette.

When Yvette woke up, they had arrived at Quinn Manor. She blinked her eyes. "Why didn't you wake me up?"

Still groggy from sleep, Yvette looked very adorable.

With gentle strokes, Wilson's fingers caressed her cheek. His voice was warm and soothing, filled with adoration. "You were sleeping so soundly, I didn't want to wake you." Chappy 355

A wave of warmth washed over Yvette. She straightened up, lowered the car window, and felt more alert.

"Are you feeling more awake now?"

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