Chapter 17


    Half an hourter, a ck Maybach pulled up at the entrance of a standalone vi.


    The household staff were shocked to see Wilson carrying a youngdy out of the car. Their eyes


    widened in an instant.


    This was Wilson’s private residence. They had been working here for a long time, yet it was the first


    time they had seen Wilson bring someone over, let alone ady.


    this.” His voice was chilling. Ot


    Sensing their astonishment, Wilson looked at them with a hint of warning. “Don’t let Grandma know


    about this.” sent shivers down the staff members’ spines


    Knowing Martha’s temperament, if she found out he brought a youngdy home, she would


    definitelye looking for her. That might scare


    Yvette.


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    “Yes, Mr. Quinn. We’ll keep our mouths shut. Mrs. Quinn Senior won’t know a thing,” the household


    staff hurriedly assured.


    “Good” Wilson nodded and gently carried Yvette into the house.


    “Mr. Quinn, people who are drunk usually feel ufortable. Let us help wipe her face.”


    “No need,” Wilson refused coldly. “I’ll do it myself.”


    Right now, no one else could get close to her besides him. Only he could wipe her face.


    Hearing this, the household staff were even more astonished. They gaped incredulously at the


    scene unfolding before them.


    Wilson wanted to wipe the youngdy’s face himself?


    “Is there a problem?”


    Wilson nced over, and the household staff quickly suppressed their shock and went to prepare


    towels and other items,


    Just then, Yvette whimpered and snuggled ufortably against him


    “What’s wrong?” Wilson immediately lowered his head to look at her. His handsome face showed a


    hint of seriousness.


    “It doesn’t feel good here…” Yvette reached up to touch her head. Her voice was pitiful, tugging at


    his heartstrings.


    “You have a headache?


    Wilson raised his hand and gently massaged her head. As he narrowed his eyes, he was


    determined to hold Collin ountable for this


    Feeling thefortable pressure on her head, Yvette rxed her tightly furrowed brows and


    obediently leaned into his embrace to enjoy the


    “Mr. Quinn, the towels are ready.”


    The household staff were quick to prepare everything. When they walked in and saw this scene,


    they were shocked, even though they had already mentally prepared themselves.


    They couldn’t believe that Wilson was actually massaging the youngdy’s head. There was no


    impatience in his eyes, only tenderness. He doted on thedy in his arms like no one else.


    It seemed that the Quinn family would soon have a nevedy


    “Alright, you can all leave,” Wilson ordered casually. He then gently ced Yvette on the velvet bed


    and reached out to wring the towel dry, preparing to wipe her face.


    However, Yvette wasn’t cooperative, no matter how he coaxed her.


    Wilson felt helpless for the first time. He raised his eyebrows helplessly and looked at her face with


    a gentle gaze.


    “If you don’t behave, I’ll have to punish you.” His deep and pleasant voice was so affectionate


    Yvette, who was drunk and muddled, seemed to understand his words. She blinked and pouted her


    lips as she stared at him.


    Faced with such eyes, Wilson couldn’t help but chuckle. He reached out to pinch her cheek. “I won’t


    punish you if you be


    Before he could finish his words, wette suddenly extended her anns and hooked them around his


    neck, throwing the unprepared Wilson outo


    the bed.