Talented Heiress: A Rose With Thorns

Their hands reached for the sanitizer at the same time, and their fingers accidentally touched.

lan immediately frowned and quickly withdrew his hand. It was as if he had touched

something contaminated. He washed his hands repeatedly, as though he wanted to scrub off a whole layer of skin.

Yvette watched him and pressed her red lips together. Wasn't it just an accidental touch? Was this reaction really necessary? Who didn't have a bit of germophobia?

After lan finished scrubbing his hands repeatedly, the furrowed lines on his forehead finally relaxed. He was just about to explain that he had a serious germophobia and couldn't tolerate physical contact with others, but before he could speak, Yvette had already walked away.

"Mr. lan, did you see that? She's so arrogant! She doesn't even bother to rein it in front of you. She really needs to be taught a lesson!"

As soon as Yvette left, someone rushed over to try to flatter lan, seeing the earlier scene and mistaking his reaction for dislike toward Yvette.

"Just say the word, Mr. Ian, and I'll make sure to put her in her place so she'll never dare act so arrogantly in front of you again!"

lan's expression turned icy. His gaze, as cold as daggers, landed on the person. "Who do you think you are, to presume you could teach her a lesson?"

Indeed, she was too arrogant, but if anyone were to teach her, it would be him. Who were they to point fingers at her?

As Yvette left the research institute, she removed her mask and walked toward a familiar

Maybach parked not far away.

Wilson stepped out of the car in large strides, and Yvette threw herself into his arms, clinging

to him.

"Let's go to your place."

It was already late at night, and going home now would only wake up

"Alright."

her parents.

Wilson's captivating eyes were filled with tenderness as he gently picked her up and carried her to the car.

lan stepped out just in time to see this scene, but due to the distance, he couldn't make out Wilson's face clearly. He only saw him carry Yvette into the car. Chapter 580

For some reason, watching this scene made lan feel extremely irritated. It was like watching something precious of his being taken by someone completely unworthy! She was still so young, but that man seemed much older. Could she have fallen for his sweet

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"After all, she was kind of like my sister," lan thought, narrowing his eyes. He would have to keep a closer eye on her in the future. There was no way he would let some old man deceive her!

Since it was late, lan didn't plan to return to the Murray Manor to disturb them. He decided to stay in a hotel for the night.

As he thought about seeing his cute and well-behaved little sister tomorrow, a rare smile finally appeared on lan's typically frosty face, and he eagerly looked forward to the next day.

The next morning, when Yvette woke up, she found herself tightly wrapped in Wilson's embrace. She had just woken up, and her mind wasn't fully clear yet, trying to recall how they ended up sleeping together...

But she couldn't remember, and Yvette didn't want to think about it any further. Her gaze naturally landed on Wilson's face, and she pursed her red lips slightly.

How could this foxy man be so attractive, even while he was asleep?

However, Yvette's lips curled into a soft, rosy smile. No matter how charming he was, he was hers alone!

With that thought, she felt happy, and she reached out to wrap her arms around Wilson's slender waist, snuggling closer into his embrace

"Baby, stop squirming."

Wilson's voice was husky, and his large hand gripped Yvette's slender waist, preventing her from moving any further. It was early in the morning, and he didn't want to lose control in front of Yvette.

"You're hurting me!" Yvette frowned and wriggled uncomfortably, trying to shake off his hand that was gripping her waist.

But as soon as she moved, she felt something pressing against her. Yvette froze for a few seconds before realizing what it was, and her pale ears instantly turned crimson.

"You...