Talented Heiress: A Rose With Thorns

lan sensed that Yvette was in a bad mood and immediately asked with concern, "Did Wilson do

something to upset you?"

Met with Yvette's silence, lan instantly knew the answer. He clenched his fists in anger.

That old lecher, Wilson dared to upset Yvette? lan vowed to teach him a lesson.

At that moment, a black Maybach pulled up to Murray Manor. Ian recognized it as Wilson's car and sneered coldly. Speak of the devil!

Yvette noticed his change in expression and frowned slightly. "Ian, don't cause him trouble."

lan naturally knew exactly who she meant by "him", and that only made him feel worse.

What kind of mind games had that old lecher, Wilson played on Yvette? He had made her angry, yet she was still protecting him.

However, Yvette's next words immediately brightened lan's mood.

"Ian, I don't want to see him. Don't let him in."

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Since they were both still upset, they would definitely argue if they saw each other.

Yvette didn't want to fight with him, and she had more important things to deal with.noveldrama

She had to intercept the news going out right away There was no way she would let Theodore find out about the delayed shipment. She didn't want Theodore to form a bad impression of Wilson before they even met.

lan cheered in delight. Without Wilson clinging to her, lan could spend more time with Yvette

himself.

A smile spread across lan's lips as he immediately agreed. "Don't worry, Yvie. I won't let him

bother you!"

Yvette said, "Thank you, lan."

"Why are you thanking me? You don't have to be so polite with me!" lan said gently. "Go rest, Yvie. With me here, I promise Wilson won't bother you!"

The guards standing by Murray Manor's gates naturally recognized Wilson and made no move to stop him. Besides, Wilson's cold expression and the powerful air he exuded made him appear terrifying.

The guards didn't delay his entry for even a moment, quickly opening the gate for him, their faces betraying the nerves they felt.

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"Mr. Quinn, please come in-"

Before the guard could finish speaking, a male voice interrupted him.

"Who said you could let him in?"

lan glared at Wilson with a hostile expression. If vette hadn't told him not to cause trouble, he would've given Wilson a good beating for upsetting her. "Get him out of here!"

The guards were dumbfounded, glancing nervously between the irritated lan and the grim-looking Wilson. They were nearly on the verge of tears. "Mr. Murray, please don't make this hard for us...'

Even if they dared to do as lan said, they wouldn't be able to kick Wilson out. He was the Grim Reaper of Jubilife, after all. "Useless fools!" lan cursed inwardly.

Seeing them trembling in fear, lan twitched his lips in annoyance. Realizing they were of no help,

he waved them off and didn't make things harder for them. He then looked coldly at Wilson and bluntly ordered him to leave. "Yvie doesn't want to see you, so get lost!"