In the VIP room, Samuel noticed that Yvette was in a bad mood and tried to comfort her. âMs.
Yvette, donât worry. Iâm confident Mr. Quinn can sort this out.â
Yvette didnât agree with him. She pressed her delicate fingers against her temples, massaging them.
Jacob was so angry today. This matter wonât be easy to resolve.
Seeing that Yvette was still upset, Samuel couldnât help but try to cheer her up. âOh right, Ms.
Yvette, thereâs something Iâve been wanting to tell you!â
Sure enough, Yvetteâs curiosity was piqued. She lifted her stunning eyes and looked at him. âWhat is it?â
âMs. Yvette, you wouldnât believe thisâ¦â
Samuel immediately launched into an animated explanation, âMs. Yvette, when you first returned to Jubilife and hadnât yet met Mr. Quinn, Mrs. Quinn Senior asked him to take some time to visit Murray Manor and meet you.
âUpon learning of the matter, Mr. Quinn exclaimed, âIf Iâm not mistaken, sheâs barely 18. Do you think Iâm a lecher?â
Samuelâs imitation was spot on, even mimicking the tone, which made Yvette smile faintly. She clicked her tongue lightly.
Well, he refused to be a lecher. Wasnât he acting like quite the lecher now?
Seeing that Yvetteâs mood had improved, Samuel finally relaxed. He still remembered Wilsonâs disdainful tone back then. How ironic that things have turned out this way!
âYouâre quite the mimic.â
Wilson entered with a menacing stride, his eyes piercing over Samuel. A sense of impending danger hung heavy in the air.
âMr⦠Mr. Quinnâ¦â
Samuel hadnât expected Wilson to return so quickly. Caught in the act, he shrank back in fear, pitifully turning to Yvette for help.
Samuel was still bold enough to look at Yvette.
Wilsonâs gaze turned icy. A menacing air radiated from him, making oneâs skin crawl.
âAlright, stop scaring him,â Yvette intervened in time. âMr. Jackson, you may leave now.â
âRight away! Thank you, Ms. Yvette!â Samuel, relieved, quickly fled the room as though the devil himself were chasing him.
Watching this, Yvette couldnât help but smile, amused. But in the next moment, a pair of strong, handsome hands gripped her waist tightly.
âYvie, why are you defending him?â
Wilsonâs captivating eyes narrowed in displeasure as he forcefully pulled Yvette into his arms.
Was he jealous even over this too?
Yvette smiled, stood on her tiptoes, and gave him a quick peck on the lips.
âDonât be jealous over nothing.
Wilsonâs mood lifted immediately. The dark cloud that had been hanging over him vanished.
âDidnât you say you wouldnât be a lecher?â Yvette teased, her arms wrapped around his neck. âThen why did you ask for my number the first time we met?â
Wilson let out a low, husky laugh. Then he leaned in closer, his warm breath brushing against her soft earlobe. His deep voice was both seductive and alluring.
âBaby, from the moment I first saw you, I knew I was going to be that lecher.â
He approached her step by step, determined to make her his. And now, he had what he wanted. He would never let goâYvette could only be his!
Faced with the manâs intense gaze, Yvette felt her heart skip a beat. Wilsonâs eyes grew darker as his long, elegant fingers tilted her chin up.
As the distance between them closed, a loud kick on the door and Jacobâs icy voice shattered the moment.
âYour five minutes are up. Yvie, come out.â
The atmosphere was instantly ruined. Wilson gritted his teeth in frustration but had no choice but to release Yvette.
âBaby, letâs go.â
Suppressing the flutter in her heart, Yvette obediently followed him out of the room.
As soon as Yvette stepped out of the VIP room, Jacob pulled her over. âYvie, come home with me.â
Yvette took a serious look at Jacob, noting that the anger had faded from his face. âJacob, are you not mad anymore?â
Jacob raised his hand, gently ruffling her hair, speaking to her in an incredibly tender tone. âYvie, I was never angry at you.â
How could Yvette be at fault? It was that lecher Wilson who had deceived her!
His precious little sister could do no wrong. If there was a mistake, it would always be someone elseâs fault!
Seeing through his thoughts, Yvette felt a wave of warmth wash over her as she obediently let him lead her away.
Watching Yvette follow Jacob without even glancing at him, Wilsonâs handsome face darkened. His fingers tightened, revealing a sinister glint.
She sure was heartless!
Collin, standing nearby, couldnât help but laugh as he spoke. âWilson, if you donât meet Jacobâs demands, will you really call off the engagement with Yvette?â
Wilson responded without hesitation, his tone full of resolve. âNo.â
No matter what happened, he would never agree to break off the engagement with Yvette!
In the car, Yvette couldnât help but ask, âJacob, what were you talking about earlier?â
Jacob didnât want her to know about the arguments, so he glossed over the details. âI just talked with Wilson. I told him that if he can get the whole family to agree to the marriage, then Iâll approve as well. But if he canât, then he must agree to call off the engagement and never bother you again!â
This wasnât an easy task. Right now, no one in the family could stand Wilson. As the eldest brother, Jacob knew his siblingsâ temperaments well.
Their protection and love for Yvette were no less than his own. There was no way they would ever agree to this marriage!
Wilson could forget about taking away the Murraysâ little princess!
Jacob was already looking forward to the day Wilson failed. He anticipated Wilson to come to Murray Manor to break off the engagement!
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