Talented Heiress: A Rose With Thorns

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Alice felt a chill creep down her spine daughter of the richest family in Jubilii

hands clenching tightly at her sides. How could Yvette be the he always dressed so plainly–she looked like a pauper! This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Seeing Alice’s stunned expression, Molly pinched her sharply on the arm and hissed, “Why are you in a daze? Why didn’t you tell me you’re classmates with Ms. Murray? You must build a good relationship with her. The Robertson family’s survival depends on you. If you mess this up, I won’t forgive you!”

Alice’s face turned even paler at her mother’s words. The thought of her previous actions worsened the cold sweat on her back. She silently breathed a sigh of relief since she had thrown Madison into the underground boxing ring, not Yvette; otherwise, everything would be ruined.

Molly suggested, “Mrs. Murray, why don’t we let the two girls hang out in the garden? They might feel more at ease there.”

Yara wanted Yvette to socialize more with her peers. Hence, she voiced her agreement. “Okay. Yvie, why don’t you show Ms. Robertson around the garden?”

“Sure.” Yvette nodded, though her gaze on Ali

was distinctly frosty. It sent shivers down one’s spine.

“By the way, Mrs. Murray, there’s one more thing I’d like to ask. Could the Murray family not pull out the investment in the Robertson family-”

Yara’s demeanor grew icy as she cut Molly off with, “My eldest son handles the company’s affairs. If you have issues, you should speak with Jacob, not me.”

Upon hearing Yara’s refusal, Molly grew even more anxious. They had already tried to meet Jacob, but he refused to see them. Thus, Molly decided to visit Murray Manor to try her luck.

Desperate, Molly whispered to Alice, “Look, Mrs. Murray won’t help us. Now, our only chance is for you to I get close to Ms. Murray and persuade her to plead for us. It’s our only hope to

save the Robertson family.”

Even though Alice grew more fearful, she had no choice but to reluctantly agree. “I… I understand.”

If the Robertson family knew how badly Alice had offended Yvette, she would be in serious trouble. Had she known that Yvette was the daughter of Jubilife’s wealthiest family, she never would have acted so recklessly.

Alice was consumed with regret and anxiety as she followed Yvette into the garden.

Murray Manor, a testament to the Murrays‘ affluence in Jubilife, was impeccably elegant.

Alice felt a pang of jealousy. She had once thought herself far superior to Yvette, envisioning herself in a position of dominance. But now, she had to swallow her pride and grovel before the very person she despised.

Even though Alice was reluctant to apologize to Yvette, she knew she had no other choice.

“Yvette, I’m sorry. Everything that happened was my fault. Please be magnanimous and don’t hold it against me.”

Apologizing to someone she hated was more painful to Alice than anything.

Yvette glanced at Alice with a cold smirk and asked with disdain, “This is your idea of an apology?”

“You-” Alice bit her bottom lip, trying to suppress her resentment. Yvette was just lucky to be born into the right family. How could she be so unforgiving, even after an apology?

Alice gritted out, “What else do you want from me? I’ve already said I’m sorry. Sure, we had our