Talented Heiress: A Rose With Thorns

Seeing the tense expression on Wilson's face, Yvette said gently, "Don't be mad. I didn't mean to

hide it from you."

Wilson's only response was a dismissive grunt. His expression was cold as he continued to ignore

her.

Yvette frowned, unsure of what to do. She gently pressed her lips together. She wasn't good at calming people down, especially since he'd never been angry with her before. Maybe it was best to just wait until he cooled off. Believing that she had come up with a solid plan, Yvette lazily leaned back in her seat, ready to close her eyes and rest for a bit.

Wilson narrowed his eyes slightly. Wasn't Yvette supposed to be comforting him? Was this her

idea of comfort

Yvette let out a lazy yawn, her eyes slipping shut as she prepared to drift off to sleep.

Wilson couldn't just watch her sleep peacefully. With a swift motion, he reached out and pulled her onto his lap. His strong hand was locked firmly around her waist. "Baby, is this how you comfort someone?"

Yvette's delicate brows arched, her tone the epitome of laziness. "Weren't you ignoring me?"

"And why aren't you trying to make it right with me?" His voice was tinged with hurt that would make one's heart ache. "You're so heartless."

Yvette's arms instinctively wound around his neck, her tone a mix of regret and sweetness. "I know it's my fault for lying. I shouldn't have done it."

She leaned in a little closer, her voice barely above a whisper. "I just didn't want you to

misunderstand and get jealous, so I didn't tell you what happened today."

Seeing Yvette admit her mistake so readily, Wilson felt his irritation fade away.

"So, you think I'm a petty man?" he teased.

Yvette blinked her eyes and raised her chin defiantly. "Aren't you?" she challenged.

It was clear that Wilson was jealous of Xavier.

"Looks like someone needs a little discipline," he said, narrowing his eyes as he playfully pinched

her waist.

"Hey! That tickles." Yvette squirmed at the unexpected sensation, instinctively pushing him away. Seeing her react so strongly made Wilson smirk. He couldn't resist teasing her further by Chaptér 660

pinching her sides playfully.

"Don't. Stop that," Yvette protested, wriggling to escape his grasp.

Just as she twisted away, he tightened his hold around her waist, His low, husky voice sent

shivers down her spine. "Baby, don't squirm!"

Yvette's cheeks flushed a deep crimson when she felt something press against her. She bit her lip

and shot him an annoyed glare.

"You!" How could he be so bold in the car?

Seeing her flustered expression only intensified Wilson's desire. He swallowed hard, thoughts racing through his mind about how he wanted to savor this moment.

"Let go of me!" Yvette struggled to get off Wilson's lap, but his hand on her waist tightened even

more, his voice low and rough.

"Baby, let me hold you for a minute. I'll calm down soon."

"No!" Yvette's ears turned even redder. "Samuel will see us." Even though Wilson had no decency,

she still had some self-respect.

Wilson chuckled softly and assured, "Don't worry. Samuel can't see us."

The moment Wilson pulled Yvette onto his lap, Samuel quickly raised the divider between the front and back seats, keeping the view out of sight.

No wonder Samuel was Wilson's personal assistant. He knew exactly what to do in these

situations.

By the time the sleek black Maybach had driven off, Xavier's face had gone stone-cold. He radiated a dark, dangerous energy-so different from the warm and easygoing man he'd been in front of Yvette.

Yvette had always been indifferent by nature. She only opened up to those closest to her. But somehow, Wilson had managed to break through the walls of her heart so quickly.

Just then, a guard rushed over and said in a panic, "Mr. Phillip, there's a problem! Ms. Valentine is drunk and causing a scene. Not only did she grope a man, but she was also clinging to him and wouldn't let go. After that, she threw up all over him." The guard cringed as he remembered lan's murderous glare. Even now, he was still terrified by

the memory.

"The man she touched probably has an obsessive-compulsive disorder. After she threw up on him, he immediately ran to the restroom. Now, Ms. Valentine can't find him, and she's throwing an even bigger tantrum. We can't stop her." Chapter 660

Ellen's skills were second only to Xavier and Yvette Even their elite team couldn't handle her.

"Got it" Without another word, Xavier turned and headed back into the bar.

Inside, chaos reigned. Ellen was in full-on drunk mode, and the bar was a complete mess-nothing

short of a disaster.

"You're back, Xav!" Ellen's dazed expression seemed to sharpen upon seeing Xavier. She immediately began scanning the room for Yvette.

"My sweetie? Where is she?"

Xavier's voice was sharp, colder than usual, and laced with a touch of frustration. "Wilson took her. "What?" Ellen blinked in shock, and then her anger flared. "And you just let him take her like that?

Xavier appeared calm but his annoyance was palpable. "Yvette wanted to go with him."

Ellen fell silent, her rage dimming as the words sank in. She knew how Xavier was. He never once forced Yvette into doing anything.

He was always so considerate of her feelings. He'd spent all these years quietly supporting her,noveldrama

always putting her needs first without ever asking for anything in return.

It was clear to anyone who spent more than a moment with him how much he cared for Yvette, but he never showed it to her.

Yvette, on the other hand, was emotionally aloof and had never been in a relationship before. So, she never noticed Xavier's silent devotion.

Xavier was Ellen's closest friend, while Yvette was the girl she loved most. In both friendship and love, Ellen desperately wanted to see them together. That's why Wilson's involvement was so hard for her to accept.

"Xav, it's time you told Yvie how you feel-"

Before Ellen could finish, Xavier interrupted her. "Now isn't the right time."

Ellen shook her head, frustration creeping into her tone. "If you don't make your feelings clear, are

you

going to just stand by and watch Yvie grow closer to Wilson?"

"That won't happen. I won't let it come to that," Xavier said firmly with determination etched across his face.

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