Talented Heiress: A Rose With Thorns

Sunny and the others were speechless.

What a foolish thing they just did!

"Heh." Wilson let out a cold laugh, his gaze fixed on them with a mocking smile. "Go on, didn't each of you have plenty to say just a moment ago?"

"Instructor Quinn, we were wrong..."

Sunny and the others lowered their heads one by one, apologizing obediently.

"We really didn't know that you were Instructor Murray's boyfriend..."

They couldn't be blamed for this-who would have thought that Yvette's boyfriend was actually Wilson? Still, these two were a perfect match-one ruthless, one wild, a match made in heaven! "Heh." Wilson let out another cold laugh, his tone icy. "No lunch break today. All of you, extra training for four hours."

"Ugh..."

Although Sunny and the others were fuming inside, they didn't dare express their anger. Knowing they were at fault, they obediently went off to train.

When Yvette saw that Wilson's face was still tense, she couldn't help but reach out and poke his cheek. "Still mad? Don't hold a grudge against the kids!"Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Wilson took the opportunity to pull her into his arms. His large, well-sculpted hands-so perfect they could have been works of art-clamped possessively around her slender waist.

"Baby, are you saying I'm old?"

Yvette glanced at Sunny and the others and noticed they were all focused on their training. No one was paying attention to them. So she didn't struggle, instead leaning obediently into his broad, warm embrace. "I didn't

say

that!"

Wilson's hand gently caressed her waist, unwilling to let the matter go. "But you were thinking about it, right?"

Yvette pressed her tongue lightly against her back teeth, rolling her beautiful fox-like eyes at him. "Feeling too full of yourself, huh? Keep it up and I'll ignore you!"

As soon as she said that, Wilson instantly stopped. He buried his face into her neck and rubbed

against her like a spoiled child.

"Baby, I just want you to comfort me a bit more.

There it was again-the familiar teasing tone...

Yvette looped her arms around his neck and quickly planted a kiss on his lips. "There, all comforted."

Wilson's mesmerizing eyes immediately darkened, clearly unsatisfied. "Baby, what if that's not enough to comfort me?"

"Hm..." Yvette blinked her eyes with mock seriousness, a hint of mischief glimmering in them. "If that's not enough, then we'll just have to find someone else."

The grip around her waist suddenly tightened, and she heard Wilson's hoarse voice next to her ear. "Little brat, you just love teasing me, don't you?"

Yvette nodded confidently, fully embracing her spoiled attitude. "Yep!"

Wilson helplessly yet dotingly curved his lips into a smile. There was no other way-what else could he do but spoil his beloved princess?

Suddenly, Yvette's phone buzzed intensely in her pocket, interrupting the warm atmosphere. When Yvette saw that it was a call from Jake, she knew he wouldn't disturb her unless something serious had happened, so she immediately answered the phone. "Boss, something's wrong! An unknown force has suddenly attacked the research institute! They're trying to steal the chip!"

Jake's anxious voice came through the other end.

"Mr. Zabel and the others fought to protect the chip, so it wasn't stolen, but it got damaged in the process. And Mr. Zabel was injured. Right now, there's no one at the institute who can repair the chip..."