Talented Heiress: A Rose With Thorns

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After lunch, lan and Sean huddled tightly around Yvette, not giving Wilson any chance to get closenoveldrama

to her.

Wilson gritted his teeth lightly, a look of helplessness on his handsome face.

"Mr. Quinn..." Samuel walked up to him, looking serious.

Wilson immediately knew that this meant he had something to report. "Let's talk on the balcony,"

he said coolly.

"Yes, Mr. Quinn," Samuel replied respectfully and followed Wilson to the balcony. "Mr. Quinn, we found the people who attacked Ms. Yvette, but they were already dead..." "Dead?" Wilson's eyes narrowed dangerously, and the air around him grew frighteningly heavy. Even Samuel, who had followed him for so long, couldn't help but shudder. "Yes..." he replied. "They were found in Jubilife City's biggest slum. The people who frequent the area are a mixed bag, and there are no security cameras anywhere, so we have yet to find out who killed them."

Wilson's eyes turned even colder. He ordered in a deep voice, "Keep looking into it."

He wasn't about to let a single person off for daring to hurt Yvette!

Samuel immediately replied, "Yes, sir!"

Back in the living room, Yara wrinkled her nose as she herded lan and Sean away from Yvette. She then turned to Yvette, instantly breaking into a gentle smile at the sight of her precious daughter.

"I bought you a few pretty skirts when I went shopping yesterday, Yvie!" she said.

"And you two," she added, looking at lan and Sean. "Move aside, make some space!"

She turned back to Yvette. "Will you try them out for me, Yvie? My precious daughter is beautiful, so you'll definitely look even more beautiful in these!"

Faced with Yara's hopeful gaze, Yvette couldn't find it in herself to refuse, so she nodded.

Yara's smile became brighter. She dragged Yvette toward the dressing room.

"What about ours, Mom?" Sean asked deliberately, getting in Yara's way.

Yara looked at him in confusion. "Yours?"

The corners of Sean's mouth twitched. "Don't tell me you only bought stuff for Yvie, Mom? Didn't

you spare a single thought for your handsome and cute sons?"

Yara's reply was calm. "If you hadn't brought it up, I'd have completely forgotten you were part of

this household!"

Sean clutched at his heart, putting on a sad expression. "How is a warm-blooded person capable of saying something so cold, Mom?"

lan shot him a disgusted look. "Why are you asking to be humiliated, Sean?"

Hadn't they always been at the bottom of the ladder in this household? Sean truly didn't understand his own position!

Sean wailed aloud. "Wahhh! We weren't adopted off the streets, were we, lan?"

"Ignore them, Yvie!" said Yara. She guided Yvette gently toward the dressing room, saying excitedly, "I picked these out for you, dear! Quick, try them on!" Just a few skirts, she said?

Taking in the racks upon racks of more than a hundred neatly organized branded items, Yvette

raised an eyebrow.

She probably bought out an entire store!

Without Yvette around, Sean started scrolling through his phone in boredom. " saw the trending topic on the news, he was so angry he leaped up from the couch. "What the hell! I'm going to kill Wilson, that old lecher!" T

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