Talented Heiress: A Rose With Thorns

"I've always gotten along with Jacob," said Wilson defensively.

Once he was sure that Yvette hadn't seen the contents of the messages between him and Jacob, he sighed in relief.

Wilson had always gotten along with Jacob?

Yvette's suspicious gaze landed on him, and she pursed her lips.noveldrama

What was it that gave him that idea?

When he met her gaze, Wilson's lips lifted in a helpless smile. His slender fingers rubbed gently at her cheeks as he attempted to change the topic.

His husky voice sounded bewitching as he asked her, "It's getting late, so you get some rest first, alright?"

Yvette blinked lightly, her fingers reaching out to tug on his sleeve.

"Stay with me."

Wilson didn't expect such words from her, his handsome face conveying even more helplessness.

"I still have some matters to attend to," he explained. "You can rest first, Yvie, and I'll keep you company once I'm done."

He actually rejected her... Something was definitely fishy!

Yvette couldn't help recalling the time when he lied to her and told her that he was recuperating obediently in Jubilife, only for her to meet him in Yenosha the next day. The two of them had almost killed each other!

Her pretty eyes narrowed immediately, and she looked him up and down as she questioned, "You're not up to something behind my back again, are you?"

What should he do about her being too smart?

Wilson arched an eyebrow, gazing tenderly at her with those excessively dark eyes of his.

"What would I dare keep from me, baby?"

True, after everything that had happened in Yenosha, he shouldn't have the guts to hide anything from her anymore!

Thinking this, Yvette let go of his sleeve and said, "Go do your work then."

The moment she finished speaking,

she turned to head upstairs to her

room to

rest,

but then she felt the

world spinning as Wilson picked her up in @princess carry. She

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exclaimed in surprise at the suddenness of it, instinctively hooking her arms around his neck.

He chuckled, saying calmly, "Don't worry. I won't let you fall."

After entering Yvette's bedroom, Wilson gently placed her on the velvet bedsheets.

Seeing as he had no intention of leaving, Yvette tilted her head at him, gaze unwavering. "Don't you have work to do?" she asked.

"I do," he replied easily.

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He reached up to undo the first button on his shirt, showing a glimpse of his collarbones. His lazy drawl carried a hint of laughter, which made him seem both pure and sexy at once. He truly looked the image of a womanizer.

"I'll go do my work after I've coaxed my dear Yvie to sleep."

Yvette's gaze couldn't help falling on his exposed collarbones. She stared at them with great focus. When Wilson noticed where she was looking, he couldn't help chuckling, his deep voice pleasant enough to make one's ears tingle.

"Do I need to undo a few more buttons?"

Yvette nodded, saying seriously, "Yes. You don't need to be so dressed up for sleep."

Then she added, "I'll undo them for you!"

At that, her small fingers reached out to touch his chest.

His breaths instantly became labored at her wanton touches, his eyes darkening with desire as he said dangerously, "Do you not intend to sleep tonight, baby?"