Talented Heiress: A Rose With Thorns



Chapter 637

"Mr. Quinn..." Samuel called. He couldn't stop the furious Wilson and could only watch as Wilson jumped into the river.

Just then, Yvette surfaced from the water, quickly climbing toward the riverbank. Seeing the worry in Wilson's eyes, she said softly, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Wilson took a deep breath and immediately took off his suit jacket, wrapping it around the drenched Yvette and pulling her into a tight embrace. His voice trembled, clearly filled with lingering fear. "Yvie, I'm so glad you're okay..."

Yvette hugged him back, her gesture comforting. However, recalling everything that had just happened in the water, her eyes glinted with intense coldness.

If it weren't for her excellent swimming skills, she would have already been dragged down by that short man and drowned. Though the short man was a good swimmer, he was no match for her. After two rounds of fighting in the water, he had fled in fear.noveldrama

"Someone definitely set this up today, intentionally luring me into the water," she said, her gaze growing colder.

It was truly despicable to use people's kindness to create such a trap.

Upon hearing this, the sinister look in Wilson's eyes deepened. He then lifted Yvette, holding her in a princess carry.

His deep and magnetic voice gently sounded in her ear. "Baby, leave this matter to me. You need to change out of those wet clothes first; otherwise, you'll catch a cold. You already suffer from menstrual cramps every month, and if you catch a cold, next month will surely be even worse!"

Yvette understood his concern. His attentive care warmed her heart, and she obediently wrapped her arms around his neck. "Okay."

To help her change out of her wet clothes as quickly as possible, Wilson carried her to the nearest hotel.

The hotel owner had received word of his arrival and was already waiting at the door. Upon seeing Wilson, he immediately showed respect. However, he was taken aback when he noticed a woman in his arms.

However, when Wilson shot him a cold glance, the owner suppressed his surprise and respectfully said, "Mr. Quinn, your presidential suite is ready..."

Wilson wasted no time and swiftly carried Yvette into the suite. After adjusting the water temperature in the bathtub, he placed her inside the bathroom.

Yvette's clothes were soaked through, and as she removed his jacket, her exquisite figure was revealed.

Wilson's gaze darkened momentarily, but he quickly forced himself to look away. He gently pried her fingers off his sleeve and spoke in a hoarse voice, "Baby, call me after you finish washing."

Yvette noticed the heat in his eyes and felt her ears grow warm. She obediently let go of him and hummed in response.

Wilson couldn't afford to linger any longer, fearing he might lose control. He hurriedly left the bathroom.

Samuel was waiting respectfully outside. Upon seeing Wilson emerge, he immediately reported, "Mr. Quinn, the person who attacked Ms. Yvette in the water, escaped quickly, and we currently have no news of him. The woman who was acting with him also fled during the commotion..."

Upon hearing the news, Wilson's expression turned icy, his voice chilling and ruthless." Continue the investigation. We must capture them alive."

"Yes, sir!" Samuel replied.