Talented Heiress: A Rose With Thorns

“Remember what you said.” Yvette’s cold words hung in the air as she turned and strode away without hesitation.

Alex’s expression grew darker with each passing second, and Yasmin quickly stepped in to soothe him. “Grandpa, don’t be angry. You have to mind your health. Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

“Yvie grew up in the countryside and might not have learned proper manners. Please don’t hold it against her.”

However, every word Yasmin said only fueled the fire, making Alex’s expression even worse.

“Stop defending that wretch! Our family doesn’t need someone like her!”

Yasmin’s lips curved into a subtle, satisfied smile. She was sure that Alex now despised Yvette. That bitch wouldn’t have a place in the Murray family anymore.

Jake knelt before Yvette in the Royal Pavillion, trying to cheer her up. “Boss, don’t be upset. How about I sneak into Murray Estate later and give that old man some laxatives to help ease your anger?”

Yvette remained indifferent, but those who knew her well could tell she wasn’t in a good mood.

Her cold gaze fell on the row of bottles on the table. As she recalled the taste from the last time, she poured herself a drink.

“Boss, do you want to drink?” Jake was shocked and quickly tried to stop her. “No way, if those guys find out I let you drink, they’ll skin me alive!”

The people at Jubilife Research Institute were extremely protective of Yvette. He’d be in serious trouble if they found out he let her drink. “It’s fine. I’ve had a drink before. They won’t bother you.

Remembering how she got drink after just one glass last night, Yvette restrained herself and took only a tiny sip this time.

“What? When did you drink? You mustn’t do that again. You’ve never had any drinks before…”

Yvette ignored his nagging and lowered her head as a WhatsApp notification popped up on her phone.

“When can we meet so I can return your charm?”

The irritation in Yvette’s eyes faded as she looked at Wilson’s message.

She swiftly replied, “The day after tomorrow.”

In the study, Wilson was gently caressing an old–fashioned charm, When his phone chimed, he glanced at Yvette’s message and raised his eyebrow.

The day after tomorrow was Monday. He could see Yvette right after he called off the engagement with the Murray family.

Though Wilson had just met her today, he was already looking forward to seeing her again,

“Mr. Quinn, here are your allergy meds. Please take them now,” Samuel said respectfully, offering the pills and a glass of water.

Wilson took the pills nonchalantly. He had a mild allergic reaction despite wearing gloves while peeling the shrimp.

“Mr. Quin, you really should avoid seafood. Your allergies will only worsen,” Samuel advised.

Wilson was unfazed, and his face void of expression. “But Yvic likes seafood.”

Samuel was stunned. Did those words really come from t “Mr. Quinn, your phone is ringing.”

the ruthless and indifferent Wilson?