A Rose 263


    Liam’s heart raced as he felt the soft sensation in his arms. He was so flustered that his ears turned


    red. He hastily tried to exin.


    “Sorry, I just wanted to pull you away… I didn’t mean to+”


    “Yvie doesn’t need your help,” Wilson cut him off. He had made his way toward them and pulled


    Yvette into his embrace.


    His tone was domineering and assertive. It exuded a pressure that was quite intimidating.


    If it were anyone else, they would have already been scared stiff by Wilson. But Liam suppressed


    his fear and looked directly at Yvette, who was now in Wilson’s arms.


    If she showed any sign of unwillingness, he would help her even if it meant offending Wilson!


    Wilson noticed his gaze lingering on Yvette. His once charming features turned cold and menacing.


    It was as if a dark storm was brewing within him.


    Liam had the nerve to stare at Yvette like that, right in Wilson’s presence! Was Liam treating him as


    if he didn’t exist? Liam was asking for a world of hurt for trying to take her away from him.


    Knowing that Wilson was once again drowning in jealousy, Yvette obediently leaned into his arms.


    She then calmly turned to Liam.


    “Thank you for your quick action, but there’s no need next time. I can avoid it myself.”


    As soon as she finished speaking, she took the initiative to hold Wilson’s hand. “Let’s go.”


    ”


    Yvette’s few words soothed Wilson’s surging anger. His dark and sharp eyes shed a warning at


    Liam before he allowed himself to be led away by the young woman.


    Watching their backs as they walked away hand in hand, Liam’s gaze turnedpletely bleak.


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    Inside the car, Wilson asked, “Are you close with Liam?”


    Yvette looked up at him, her tone rather casual. “Not really.”


    Wilson lowered his mesmerizing eyes to look at her. His entire demeanor exuded dissatisfaction. “If


    you’re not close, why do I always see you together?”


    Yvette could hear the jealousy dripping from his voice. She clicked her tongue, finding his reaction


    quite amusing. She spoke slowly on purpose. “We had some matters to attend to.”


    As expected, Wilson was even more irritated now.


    What matters required them to always be together?


    Yvette slyly pursed her red lips, tilting her head innocently. “You seem to like being in control. Is that


    amon trait among older men?”


    Older?


    Wilson ground his teeth, his cold eyes shing with a mischievous light. He was annoyed but


    couldn’t stay mad at her, so he stewed in his own frustration.


    He could change anything for her except his age.


    Thinking of what Collin had said earlier, Wilson’s anger red up even more. “Wilson, this is what


    you get


    2/2


    for what you did to Sean. You stole his girl, and now Liam’s doing the same to you. What goes


    aroundes around…”


    Collin was right. Yvette was someone he had stolen away, so there was no guarantee that she


    wouldn’t be taken by someone else in the future.


    Wilson’s captivating eyes narrowed dangerously. Maybe it was best to get Liam out of Jubilife.


    “You’re already starting to find me old, aren’t you?”