Chapter47


    Themanagercouldn’thelpbutquiverunderCollin’sintensegaze.Then,hecautiouslyspokeup,“Ofcourse…Ofcourse,we’llkickoutthetroublemakersdownstairs..”


    “No!”Collinrubbedhistemplesinfrustration.YvettewasWilson’scherishedsweetheart.Wilsonwouldhavehisheadifshewerethrownout!


    “Rememberherface.Nomatterwhat,don’tyoudaryhandsonher–evenifsherazesthiscetothegroundsomeday!”


    “Yes,yes,gotit,Mr.Steele,Irememberhernow…


    ThemanagerhurriedlyagreedashesawCollin’sgraveexpression.However,hewasalsobewilderedbyYvette’ssignificance.WhatmadeherworthyofCollin’sprotection?


    “Ouch…Youbitch,howdareyoudothistome!I’mtheheiroftheZeiglerfamily,theZeiglerswon’tletyouoff-


    Beforehecouldfinishhisthreat,Yvettndedanotherkick.Withherheadlowered,hervoicedrippedwithdefianceasshechallenged,Won’tletmeoff?I’llbewaitingtoseeyoutry.”


    He’dusedsuchdespicabletacticsoncountlessgirls.Evenifhewaskilled,itwouldonlymeanthatjusticewasserved!


    “Yvie”


    Hearingthefamiliarvoicebehindher,YvettepulledbackherfootandturnedtoWilson.Blinkinginnocently,sheappearedharmless–astarkcontrasttoherearlierferocity.


    “Iwaswaitingforyou.He’stheonewhostartedit.”


    SeeingYvette’seamestexnation,Wilson’s hardeneddemeanorsoftened.Whywassheso lovely?”


    “Areyouhurt?”Wilsonstrodeoverandinspectedhercarefully.


    Yvetteshookherhead.“No.”Howcouldshebehurtdealingwithascumbaglikehim?


    Afterconfirmingshewasunharmed,Wilson’stenseexpressioneasedslightly.Then,heturnedtoSamundordered,“Gothimoutofhereanddealwithhim.”


    Samuelnodded.“Yes,Mr.Quinn.”


    WilsoncaughtawhiffofalcoholonYvette,andhegentlyrubbedherhead.“Didyoudrink?”


    Withthealcohol’seffects,Yvettefeltdizzy.Instinctively,sherubbedherheadagainstWilson’spalmandmurmuredsoftly,“Justalittle.”


    Wilsonfoundherobedientdemeanoradorable.Hiseyesweretenderasheaskedgently,“Whywereyoudrinking?”


    “Iwasunhappy.”Yvettepursedherlips,her voicesubdued.


    “Didsomeonebullyyou,hmm?”Wilson’sgazesottenedashecoaxedhergently.


    Wilsonsupportedherandcontinued,“Tellmewhoitwas.I’lltakecareofit.”


    Yvette’sheartwarmedathisprotectivetone.Shebecameincreasinglymuddle–headed,andsheextendedherarmstoseeksce.Shewhispered,“Hugme”


    BeforeWilsoncouldrespond,Yvettehadalready thrownherselfintohisarms.Shethenwrappedherarmstightlyaroundhiswaist.


    Wilsonchuckledsoftly,thenreachedouttoembrace her.


    Hisdeepandmaicvoicewasuncharacteristicallygentle.“Alright.I’vegotyou,


    Yvie”


    Jake,whojustretumedfromthebathroom,wastakenabackbythmotion.Itdidn’ttakelongforhimtoconnectthedots,andhequicklychargedtowardWilsonThis belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.


    “Holycrap,whothehereyou?Letgoofmybossrightnow!”


    He’donlysteppedawayforaquickbathroombreak,andnowsomeonewasmakingamoveonYvette.Hehadtocutthisguy’shandoff!


    ButbeforkecouldreachWilson,hewasblockedbyagroupofck–dbodyguards.