Talented Heiress: A Rose With Thorns

“Get her! Crush her fingers!” Nathan’s voice dripped with malice as he ordered his men.

Without hesitation, they charged at Yvette. However, the first one to reach her didn’t even get a chance to lay a hand on her before she sent him flying with a swift kick.

“Ahhh!” The man screamed as he hit the ground.

The rest of the group stopped dead as they stared at Yvette in disbelief. She seemed so delicate and petite! How could a young woman kick a grown man ten feet away?

“You-” Nathan was dumbfounded. He swallowed nervously as an inexplicable fear washed over him

“All of

f you,

come at me together,” Yvette said lazily. Fighting them one by

y one was a waste of her time.

“Damn it, don’t you dare look down on us!” Nathan yelled. Despite his fear, he couldn’t tolerate being humiliated.

“Everyone, get her! Crush her fingers!”

They charged again. But before they could lay a finger on Yvette, they were stopped by a pair of strong hands.

A sickening crack echoed–it was the sound of Nathan’s bones breaking.

“How dare you harass Yvette?” Wilson appeared, stepping in front of her. His handsome face was cold and stern, exuding an intimidating

presence.

Nathan screamed as his arm was twisted until it broke. He looked at Wilson with terror.

“Who… Who are you? Y–You better stay out of this…” Nathan stammered.

Wilson’s eyes grew colder at Nathan’s words. He flashed a mocking smile as if he had just heard a joke. The oppressive atmosphere became

even more tense.

“Everything that involves Yvette is my business,” Wilson declared.

“Fine, if you want to die, we’ll take you down too!” Nathan spat, trying to ignore the searing pain in his arm. “Guys, get him! Kill him!”

He was confident that Wilson couldn’t beat them all together. NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

Despite the tense atmosphere, Wilson remained composed. He gently pinched Yvette’s face and coaxed her with a soothing and tender voice.” Close your eyes for a moment, Yvie. Don’t peek.”

Wilson didn’t want Yvette to be frightened by the bloodshed that was about to happen.

hell!

“Motherfucker! Go to hell!” Nathan pulled out a knife and lunged at Wilson.

Unfazed, Wilson didn’t flinch. Just as the knife was about to reach him, he swiftly disarmed Nathan and drove the blade into the man’s abdomen. Blood splattered everywhere.

Frowning, Wilson clicked his tongue and kicked Nathan away.

Nathan hit the ground hard, and he writhed in pain. “How is this possible? How did you take the knife from me?” he gasped, his voice weak.

Nathan’s men trembled in fear as they witnessed the bloody scene. None of them dared to move. Wilson was too intimidating.

“Mr. Quinn, let me handle the rest,” Samuel said respectfully when he arrived.