Talented Heiress: A Rose With Thorns

A Rose 522

u have no right to talk about my fiancée like that!”

Wilson strode In, his handsome face clouded with anger, his presence instantly intimidating.

“M–Mr. Quinn…”

Orlando hadn’t expected Wilson to be there. His face went pale. The Shaw family could perhaps weather the storm of their conflict with the Murrays. But the addition of Wilson to the equation meant certain trouble.

“I’m so sorry, Ms. Murray. I really put my foot in my mouth. I didn’t mean to offend you with my remark.‘

Orlando’s expression transformed instantly. A forced, sycophantic grin replaced the brooding look he previously wore.

Yvette’s eyes flashed with icy contempt as she sneered at him. “It’s a shame, but I’m a bit of a grudge holder. I’m not very forgiving, you see.”

Wilson reached out and took Yvette’s hand, his demeanor affectionate, yet his eyes held an

intense coldness.

“I’ll make life hell for anyone who makes my fiancé unhappy.”

Listening to their back–and–forth banter, Orlando couldn’t force a fawning smile onto his face. He felt like slapping Carson silly.

If it weren’t for Carson’s stupidity, the Shaws wouldn’t be in this mess. Now they had got the

Murrays and the Quinns breathing down their necks.

“Ms. Murray, I’ll have the medical equipment delivered immediately!”

Orlando’s expression was now a picture of servility.

“To prove my sincerity, I’ll transfer 10% of my shares to you. Ms. Murray, will that appease you?”

Only then did Yvette give a casual nod. “That’ll do.”

“Dad, we’ve already lost so much because of her. Now you’re giving her- Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

“Shut up!”

Orlando harshly cut Carson off before he could finish.

The tides had turned in Jubilife, and Yvette was now the one to fear.