Chapter 317: A Rose 322

Jean gazed at Yvette in jealousy. She had waited for a long time, but she wasn’t let in. Yet, Yvette could enter immediately upon arrival. Jean was certain that Yvette used shameful ways to get in.

Rumor had it that Wilson was not interested in women, but Jean hadn’t expected Wilson to favor somebody like Yvette.

Jean scoffed. Yvette had a pretty face, but Jean thought she had a better figure than Yvette. It wasn’t something that a young woman like Yvette could compare to! If Wilson liked a young woman like Yvette, Jean believed Wilson would fall for her if she could show off her mature charms.

At that thought, Jean began to entertain more overly ambitious ideas. If Jean could make Wilson fall in love with her, everything would be hers, let alone that business collaboration.

Jean felt hopeful about Wilson falling for her charms. After all, Jean was confident about her body, and she thought it was much better than Yvette’s.

“You’re just a student, aren’t you? You should have some dignity. Take this money and leave now.”

Jean believed that if she sent Yvette away, Jean would have the opportunity to approach Wilson.

Jean was confident that no man could reject her hot body! Thinking of that, Jean became excited.

Jean–pulled out a wad of cash from her bag and threw it at Yvette, which Yvette caught promptly.

That made Jean look down on Yvette even more.

Jean said arrogantly, “Take the money and get lost–Ah!”

Before Jean could finish, Yvette threw the stack in Jean’s face. Jean screamed and covered her nose which she had just received plastic surgery for.

“Ouch! My nose!”

Hearing her cries, Yvette remained emotionless. She spoke lazily, but it provoked Jean’s anger.

“Old lady, you can have the money back. You’ll need it to check on your brains.”

“Who are you calling an old lady?” Jean snarled, glaring at Yvette.

“You fucking brat, apologize now or I won’t let you off easily!”

Yvette smirked at the threat. Not wanting to waste more time, Yvette told the receptionists, “Call security and kick her out.”

“Okay… I’ll call security and have her kicked out now!” the receptionist answered hurriedly.

It was only then that the receptionist wondered why she was so obedient toward a younger girl.

Yvette was so charismatic that the receptionist unknowingly complied with her commands.

“You’re actually obeying this little bitch? Just you wait!” Jean bellowed.

Jean proceeded to take out her phone and make a phone call.

“Dad, come back! Somebody’s bullying me!”

George Simpson had come to Quinn Corporation with Jean to request a business meeting with Wilson. But they had been rejected for entry by the receptionists. Frustrated, George stepped outside for a smoke.

But before he was done smoking, he received a call from Jean. Hearing Jean’s complaints, he angrily returned to Quinn Corporation.

“Are you the one who was bullying my daughter?”

Seeing George had returned, Jean became even more arrogant.

Jean whined, “Daddy, this little bitch hit my nose! I just got it done, and now it’s crooked!”

“What?” George barked. He glared at Yvette.

“How dare you hit my daughter? And you even made her nose crooked!”

Yvette hummed lightly and nodded. She said nonchalantly, “I did, and what are you going to do about it?”

“You! How can you still be so arrogant? I’m going to teach you some manners on your parents‘

behalf!”