Talented Heiress: A Rose With Thorns

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As soon as Yvette stepped into the mall, she witnessed Nancy confronting a middle–aged pervert.

“Pervert! How dare you touch the little girl! I’m going to teach you a lesson today!” Nancy was gripping the man tightly by the collar, her voice filled with fury.

“Let go of me, you bitch! Let go!” The pervert’s face was filled with guilt as he struggled to break free. As soon as her grip loosened just a little, he shoved her aside and hurriedly ran toward the exit.

Unable to match the strength of an adult man, Nancy was thrown back and had to brace herself against the wall to steady herself.

“Stop right there! I swear I’ll skin you alive today!” Nancy shouted.

Seeing that the pervert was about to escape the mall, Yvette’s expression turned cold.

She lazily extended a foot, and with a loud thud, the man tripped and fell heavily to the ground.

He let out a painful scream but quickly scrambled back to his feet, continuing his desperate dash toward the exit.

However, before he could take another step, a pair of delicate hands grabbed the back of his neck. Though they looked weak, the grip was surprisingly strong, and he couldn’t break free.

He never expected a woman to have such strength. He began to panic.

“Let go of me!” The man screamed in disdain.

Yvette’s porcelain–white face remained expressionless as she delivered a swift kick to his side. He howled in pain before crashing back to the ground, feeling as if his ribs had been broken by her kick. The scene stunned the onlookers, who couldn’t help but whisper among themselves.

“Wow, that girl is incredible!”

“Yeah, I can’t believe such a delicate lady has the power to take down a tall, strong man!” Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Of c course, Yvie is amazing!” Nancy proudly placed her hands on her hips and walked over, delivering a fierce kick to the pervert’s groin. She ignored his cries as she affectionately linked arms with Yvette.

“Yvie, you’re here! I missed you so much!” she cried out

Nancy suddenly remembered something and her expression turned tense.

“Yvie, where’s your brother?”

Yvette was puzzled by Nancy’s sudden nervousness but answered honestly, “He went to park the car and will be here soon.”

Hearing this, Nancy sighed in relief, patting her chest.

“Thank goodness. It’ll be embarrassing if he saw me acting so rough,” she thought to herself.

*Jacob, over here!” Yvette spotted Jacob walking into the mall and waved at him.

Jacob was tall and slender in a black suit, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. He wore gold– rimmed glasses, and the beauty mark under his right eye added to his allure.

If it weren’t for the air he exuded that made people feel he was unapproachable, all the women in the mall would have likely flocked to him.

As soon as Jacob appeared, Nancy couldn’t take her eyes off him.

Feeling a gaze on him, Jacob looked down and felt a momentary daze upon meeting her eyes, sensing an inexplicable familiarity.

But soon, Jacob regained his composure–suppressing the strange emotion–and spoke calmly, “Hello. I’m Yvie’s brother, Jacob.”

“Hi. I’m Nancy, Yvie’s friend.” Nancy smiled sweetly.