A Rose 378
A Rose 378
“I want more time alone with my fiancée.”
Yvette’s eyes flickered. “But if Jacob finds out, you’ll be so busted!” NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.
“You’re worried about me, huh?”
Wilson let out a low, raspy chuckle, prolonging the sound in a slow, languid manner. It was enough to make her skin crawl.
This flirtatious man was at it again!
Yvette pursed her lips and pushed him away. “We’re here.”
Wilson was the first to step out of the car, then opened the door for Yvette, helping her out.
“Mr. Quinn…”
The event organizers had heard that Wilson was coming. They were already waiting at the entrance.
The moment they saw him, they hurried over with eager smiles. They couldn’t believe their eyes as the unbelievable unfolded before them.
Wilson, of all people, opened the door for the woman!
As soon as Yvette stepped out of the car, the organizers and others present were transfixed. She was so beautiful!
She was a vision of beauty that took everyone’s breath away. Her refined and distinctive air made her impossible to ignore.
It was no surprise that she was special to Wilson.
Noticing their lingering gazes on Yvette, Wilson’s charming but dangerous eyes instantly narrowed. A chilling threat emanated from his gaze.
“Are you guys done staring?”
The people present felt a sudden chill at those words. Terrified, they quickly averted their eyes, no longer daring to look at Yvette.
At the same time, they couldn’t help but marvel. “What a fuss he’s making! We can’t even peek at her!” “Mr. Quinn, please, this way.”
After Wilson and Yvette entered, the organizers breathed a sigh of relief. And then they saw a Rolls–Royce pull up at the entrance. Jacob, with his long legs, emerged from the vehicle.
“Mr… Mr. Murray?”
Jacob nodded slightly as he glanced at the message Sean and Ashton had sent him.
“Jacob, we’ve got Yvie home now.”
Jacob nodded in satisfaction, then began to think about what his dear sister might like. Maybe he should place a few more bids and let Yvette choose her favorites. As for the ones Yvie didn’t like, he could hand them off to Sean and Ashton.
One of the organizers struggled to suppress his shock and unease. Nonetheless, he respectfully ushered Jacob in. As the man’s back faded from view, he turned to the manager standing nearby
and gave him a piece of his mind.
“Idiot! Who told you to invite both Mr. Quinn and Mr. Murray?”
The manager was bewildered by the scolding. He meekly replied, “Mr. Quinn and Mr. Murray are both very well–off. If we invite them, the proceeds from our auction will be much higher.”
The organizer knew this reasoning, of course. But these two bigwigs had a falling out, and offending either of them was out of the question!
Everyone in Jubilife knew about the recent incident where Wilson went to Murray Manor to break off the engagement. Jacob became so enraged that it led to a physical altercation!
He nearly disfigured Wilson in the brawl!
With the bad blood between them, a confrontation at today’s auction would ruin everything!
“Fool, didn’t you know they’re at odds? Make sure their private rooms are far apart. For heaven’s sake, make sure they don’t run into each other!
The manager quickly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and respectfully agreed. “Yes! I’ll see to it right away.”
The organizer crossed his fingers, hoping against hope that the two bigwigs wouldn’t cross paths.
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