Yvette impatiently kicked Serena to the floor before she could finish her sentence.
âYou talk too much, itâs annoying,â she said.
Her face showed a hint of irritation, cold and fierce, looking unapproachable.
Serena was kicked to the floor with such force that she felt like her bones were breaking. The pain made her roll on the floor in a pitiful display.
âHow dare you hit my daughter right in front of me?! Iâll teach you a lesson, you reckless country bumpkin!â
Julian felt that the Sutton familyâs dignity was seriously challenged. Enraged, he rushed toward Yvette, raising his hand to slap her hard.
But before he could touch her, his arm was firmly grasped by a pair of beautifully sculpted hands. A cracking sound echoed as Julianâs arm was ruthlessly twisted and broken.
He let out a scream. But when he saw who attacked him, he trembled. He forced a fawning, flattering expression onto his face despite the pain.
âMr. Quinn, what brings you here? Itâs an honor to have you visit us. We should have gone to the door to welcome you,â he said respectfully.
âIf I hadnât come, how would I know you were so bold as to bully my fiancée?â Wilson replied coldly.
With Wilsonâs appearance, an invisible pressure filled the air, sending chills down their spines.
âWhat? How could that bitch possibly be Wilsonâs fiancée? Wasnât she just a country bumpkin who came to Jubilife City?â Serena was in shock.
It wasnât just her; Julian and Cynthiaâs faces also turned deathly pale, their bodies trembling in obvious fear.
Yvette silently withdrew her hand. Even without Wilson, they werenât worthy of her attention. She reverted to her usual docile demeanor, completely different from her terrifying demeanor just now.
âAre you hurt?â When Wilson turned to look at her, all the malice had vanished from him, his tone dripping with tenderness.
This shocked the three of them even more.
In Jubilife City, everyone knew Wilson was ruthless and cold. He was notorious for his disinterest in women.
The fact that he had a fiancée was already big news. The fact that he was so gentle and doting toward Yvette was even more surprising.
Yvette shook her head. âNo, Iâm not.â
She scoffed. They werenât worthy of hurting her.
Seeing Yvette so obedient, Wilson couldnât resist reaching out and gently touching her delicate face with his fingers.
âWhy didnât you tell me about this? Hmm?â he questioned her. He was sure Yvette wouldnât have planned to tell him if he hadnât come.
âI can handle it myself,â Yvette replied without a moment of hesitation.
âI know youâre very capable.â Wilsonâs gaze deepened as his fingers lightly caressed Yvetteâs chin.
âBut I would love it if you could rely on me more.â
âHey!â Jake shouted. However, upon facing Wilsonâs icy glare, he couldnât help but shudder. Still, he forced himself to speak. âYou⦠donât get handsy with the boss!â
âBaby, it seems like he doesnât know about our relationship yet,â Wilson said to Yvette.