Chapter 376: A Rose 381

Yvette lazily leaned against Wilson’s chest, enjoying herself as he fed her grapes one by one, relaxed and content.

“That’s enough, no more eating.”

With a single glance from Wilson, the waiter in the private room quickly removed the grapes.

Yvette lifted her beautiful eyes to look at him with dissatisfaction. Wilson couldn’t help but pinch her cheek, his tone soft and doting.

“Baby, too many will make you sick.”

The door to the private room burst open with a deafening bang Jacob strode in with long, confident strides. But the moment he saw Yvette in Wilson’s arms, his handsome face darkened.

That old lecher Wilson was preying on the Murrays‘ little princess again!

Jacob’s temple throbbed with anger. “Yvie, what are you doing here? Sean and Ashton said they already took you home!”

“Jacob?”

Yvette blinked in surprise, not expecting to encounter her brother there. But when she saw how upset Jacob was, she obediently got up from Wilson’s embrace.

Jacob truly cared for her and treated her as family; she didn’t want to make him angry.

As the delicate form in his embrace slipped away, Wilson narrowed his eyes in irritation. But he could only suppress his displeasure, stood up, and greeted Jacob. “Jacob, my brother.”

“Who the fuck is your brother?” Jacob snapped, fury blazing within him, feeling utterly betrayed. He ripped off the gold–rimmed glasses from his nose, his face filled with menace.

“Wilson, I told you to stay away from Yvie!”

“Jacob, I’m afraid I can’t comply with your request. I can’t bear to be apart from my fiancée.”

Wilson’s deep, magnetic voice sounded unhurried, exuding an air of undeniable dominance.

“You promised me back then that we would break off the engagement!” Jacob’s penetrating, glacial stare seemed to cut right through him. “Yvie is not your fiancée!”

“I’ve changed my mind,” Wilson declared shamelessly.

Jacob’s anger flared even more, and he balled his fists. “You don’t get to change your mind!”

The situation was about to spiral out of control when Yvette quickly stepped forward. “Jacob-”

“Yvie, stay out of this,” Jacob gently interrupted her before she could finish. He was steaming mad, but his anger seemed to melt away the second he turned to Yvette. His eyes held the same tenderness as always.

He wouldn’t be satisfied until he’d given Wilson a good beating. As for Ashton and Sean, they would be in for it when he got back!

Jacob, please don’t be angry. I wanted to-”

“Baby, Jacob and I will handle this. You stay here in the room and wait for me,” Wilson cut her off in a low voice, gently coaxing her.

Jacob shared the same thought–if they were going to fight, it shouldn’t be in front of Yvette.

Not giving Yvette a chance to speak again, Wilson’s tone turned cold. “Samuel, keep an eye on her.”

Samuel immediately responded with great respect. “Yes, Mr. Quinn.“.

As she watched the two of them walk out of the room, Yvette felt a sudden urge to chase after them.

But Samuel quickly stepped in to block her path.