Chapter 164


    Wilson leaned in closer to her. His warm breath enveloped her ear lobes as he spoke, “Where did


    your boldness from earlier go?”


    Yvette’s ears burned, blushing with annoyance as she bit down on his arm


    “Heh.” Wilson’s low, dark chuckle rose unhurriedly. He gently pinched her chin, and his slender


    fingers lightly caressed her red lips. Naturally, an ambiguous atmosphere arose.


    “You’re such a dog, aren’t you?” His tone was filled with doting affection.


    Seeing Yvette’s reddened earlobes, Wilson no longer had the heart to tease her. Plus, he couldn’t


    guarantee he could control himself if he kept


    teasing.


    His Adam’s apple bobbed again as he forcefully suppressed the surging heat in his heart, lowering


    his voice to coax her, “My bed is wide. Sleep tight.”


    He understood Martha’s way of doing things–she would get what she wanted to get done, no matter


    what. The maids in the vi wouldn’t easily hand over the keys to anyone.


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    Yvette pressed her lips together and agreed obediently. She was the type who not only disliked


    others touching her things but also disliked touching others‘ things. But Wilson was an exception.


    Seeing Yvette’s docile manner, Wilson’s eyes grew even more tender. He thoughtfully tucked the


    nket around her.


    After walking out of the room, the tenderness in Wilson’s eyes quickly vanished, reverting to his


    usual cold aloofness.


    Seeing his expression, the maids suddenly felt a chill down their backs. They lowered their heads


    one by one, trembling as they spoke up. “Mr. Quinn, this… this is Mrs. Quinn Senior’s order. She


    had just called to say that she would fire us if we didn’t do things ording to her wishes,” one of


    them stuttered.


    “Yes. Mrs. Quinn Senior also instructed that we can’t let you take the keys for the other rooms. Mr.


    Quinn, please don’t make things difficult for us…!!


    Wilson gritted his teeth. A deep look of helplessness shed across his devastatingly handsome


    face.


    Martha must be wishing for a great–grandson, but now wasn’t the time.


    The next day, as soon as Yvette walked through the campus gates, she saw Yasmin getting out of


    the Murray family car. Behind her were several students from the Music Department, surrounding


    her with envious expressions.


    “Yasmin, we’re so jealous of you! You get to attend yesterday’s piano conference. I heard that


    President Thompson was present, and so was Mischa Rachmaninolt!”


    “Yeah! Mischa Rachmaninoff’s whereabouts are always a mystery, and she’s been in seclusion for


    so long. It must be an honor to be see her!


    able to


    Although Jubilife University’s Music Department hosted the piano conference, only outstanding


    talents from the department were qualified to attend. Regr students weren’t eligible to attend.


    Moreover, Yara and Irwin had already suppressed the news about Yasmin’s giarism issue.


    Therefore, no one was aware of her shameful act aside from those present at the ne


    conference,


    Hearing thepliments for Yvette, Yasmin felt an unbearable sense of irritation. Her expression


    darkened


    But the crowd waspletely oblivious to Yasmin’s displeasure. They continued, “Yasmin, did you


    see Mischa Rachmaninoff at the piano conference yesterday?”