Chapter 12
Rose with Thorns
Chapter 12 Hearing those ridicules felt worse to Yasmin than if those people had just killed her. She had always been proud of her piano skills. So, howe could she accept being insulted for those same skills right now?
She blamed this outcome on the wretched Yvette.
Eyes numing red with venomous, seething rage, she tumed to growl at Yvette âYou did this on purpose You deliberately made a fool et me in publicâ
She couldnât bebeve Yvette had tracked her into going on stage and humiliating herselt like this-
âDidnât you want me to make a tool of myself, too?â Yvette blinked while speaking with a neutral tone, seemingly infazed. âIâm merely doing to you what youâre doing to me Yasmin had been scheming things openly and in secret since Yvette retumed a few days ago.
It wasnât that Yvette had no temper. She was merely too lazy to settle the score with Yasmin. However, because Yasmin insisted on starting trouble for her, she decided not to let Yasmin get away with it.
âYou!â Yasmin gritted her teeth while the rims other eyes reddened even more Just wait and see! Iâll beat you one of these days!
âDonât get sm isang, Yvette. Youâve only won against me today.
Yvette glanced at the formerâs red eyes as she spoke with solemnity. âYou canât win against me. Your skills are shit, but you refuse to go through hardships and are unwilling to practice. This level is as far as your plans abitiers can golf Anger burbled in Yasmin as she thought. âHow dare this bitch shat me like this? All my plane teachers huve praised me for having meredible talent, but this bitch is saying I have none!â
She was so furious that her entire body trembled, and the murderous loathing in her eyes threatened to pour out. She raised her pali, ready to smack Yvette, Yvette had fast enough reflexes to dodge the hit, then grab Yasminâs wrist, Malice gleamed in her eyes as she exerted the slightest førve through her hands. Even so, it was enough to make Yasminâs face writhe in pain.
âArghâthat hurts! Let go of me this instant!â Yasmin snapped.
Only a frosty stare came from Yvette as she grabbed Yasminâs celle and timely patted the latterâs cheek. I didnât hurt, but it embarrassed Yasmin âI donât have a good temper. Ivenât spare you this easily it von annoy me again.â
Anuthless storm brewed in Yasminâs face. However, she pretended to cry pitifully once she saw Yara approaching them with concern. âI know you donât like me, Yvie, but you donât have to change the music sheet and deliberately embarrass me enstage!â
âWhatâs this? Whatâs going on?â Yara heard Yasminâs cries one she got to the stage. She comforted the latter at once, âYou mustâve misunderstood, Yasmin. Wie would never do something like that!â
The hatred in Yasminâs heart intensified when Vara chose to believe Wette without hesitation. Yasmin couldnât accept how Yara, who end promised to see her as a daughter, was fully blased toward Yvette now By then, Yasmin understood she wouldnât gain anything by dragging Wetteâs reputation through the mud. So, she switched up her strategy by crying like the most pititul person thiete She murmured, âFin so sorry, Aunt Yara, I was just so upset that it I misunderstood wie. Itâs all my fault! throught shame to you and Uncle Irwin!â
At the end of the day, Yara had raised Yasmin like one of her own, so, her heart couldnât help aching at the sight of Yasmin crying. âi donât cry, Yasmin. I know your capabilities and skill level. You just had a bal pertemance today. Thatâs all â
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Yasmin seized the chance to lean into vanâs embrace and cry even handder. âBut Aunst Vara! Everyone will sure le lauch at me in âDonât worry. Iâll get your uncle to deal with this. Nobody will dare insult you you behind y your back!!
With Yaraâs assurance, Yasmin flashed a barely noticeable smug look before saying, âYouâre too nice to me, Aunt Varal Yaunin had long known the concept of âask, and you shall receiveâ She figured she could remove Voette from Yaraâs and Irwinâs hearts it shë continued latching onto the couple.
After all, she believed she was the Murray familyâs youngest child and only heiress! Vette could never mean anything to the Murrays Martha hadnât stopped searching for Yvette. Once her gaze settled and locked onto the latterâs figure, she covered her mouth to giggle in She mused, âGosh, this little lady is pretty and compliments my grandson perfectly! I bet theyâd make gorgeous babies!
Chapter 12 The more Martha looked at Yvette, the more satisfied she was with the her. Yet, she couldnât shake the feeling that Yvette seemed familiar. She tried to recall where she had seen Yvette before.
Then, it hit her like a ton of bricks. Wasnât Yvette the lady who saved her the other day? It turned out that she hadnât recognized Yvette because the latter had put on some makeup today After snapping to her senses, Martha became overjoyed and couldnât stop smiling. She couldnât believe her dream had come true. The lady from that day had actually become her granddaughterâinâlaw!
She whipped out her phone to dial Wilsonâs number. The call soon connected, and a manâs magnetic voice rang out, âGrandma.â
âWill, youâd better get over to the Murrays banquet now!â Martha urged.
âGrandma, Iâm very busy here. I donât have the time.
âNo, I donât care! You must attend tonightâs banquet, or...â Marth couldnât think of anything to threaten Wilson with. So, she muttered bitterly, âOr Iâll refuse to eat from today on! IâIâll starve myself and leave you without a grandmother!â
That rendered Wilson speechless.
âI mean it. You must attend tonight, or I wonât acknowledge you as my grandson ever again!â Martha became fired up as she snapped, âIf you still refuse to come, Iâll assume youâre pissing me off on purpose! Thingsâll get difficult if I suffer from a heart attack!â
She had used every trick she could.
Wilsonâs rich and magnetic voice had a tinge of helplessness. âOkay, Grandma. Iâll go.â
Martha chirped right up when she heard that. âOh, good! Youâre coming soon, right?â
Wilson hung up before answering, then turned to speak coldly, âPrepare the car. Weâre going to Murray Menor.â
Samuel was shocked as he exclaimed, âYouâre really going to Murraysâ banquet, Mr. Quinn?â
âYeah.â Wilson gave a casual nod. A menacing frost coated his pointed gaze as he felt this was a good opportunity to terminate the marriage agreement with the Murraysâ daughter.
âBad news, Boss! Somethingâs wrong with the chip!â
Yvette had exited the banquet hall to answer a call. Her brows knotted together as she asked, âWhat happened?â
âI donât know either. Those old guys at the research institute were doing decent work, but the chip suddenly became damaged and irreparable âThe guys were all freaking out, so I had to call you,â Jake, who spoke on the other end of the call, sighed deeply. âBoss, you should come over. Everyone here needs you!â
Yvette didnât hesitate. She nodded, agreeing right away. âGot it. Iâll be right overâ
The chip was crucial. She couldnât risk anything happening to it.