Chapter 153
“Mr. Quinn, Ms. Murray, we’re here,” Samuel cautiously notified them. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.
Yvette pursed her lips to cool down. She immediately hopped out of the car while Wilson swooned over her, thinking she was adorable event when she was shy.
Chuckling tenderly, he tumed to Samuel and said, “You’ll get five times your bonus this month.”
“Thank you, Mr. Quinn!” Samuel, who had anticipated Wilson’s scolding for the turbulence just now, was surprised to be handsomely rewarded instead of getting berated.
Perhaps he should drive over bumps more frequently.
Yvette overheard the conversation, and the blush on her cheeks deepened. Wilson was doing that on purpose!
“What’s wrong? Why is your face as red as a tomato?” Wilson emerged from the car with his tie straightened and his shirt fully buttoned. He reverted into an aloof gentleman, a stark contrast to his seductive behavior back in the car.
She fixed her eyes on his buttoned shirt and snorted. “Thought you couldn’t button your shirt because your hand is sore.”
Tickled by her disgruntled look, he replied lazily, “Well, I’m a prudish man, and I only expose myself to you, Yvie.” His remark captured her heart. Therefore, she allowed him to hold her hand.
Collin immediately exclaimed when he saw Yvette entering the private dining lounge, “Wow! You’re sporting a Quinn family heirloom, I see. Mrs. Quinn Senior has planned to pass it down to her granddaughter–in–law. I guess it’s time I call you Mrs. Quinn!”
A look of surprise flashed across Yvette’s eyes. She knew the emerald pendant must be expensive, but she was unaware of its significance.
That explained why Wilson had convinced her to accept the pendant from Martha. What a cunning man!
Sensing her gaze, Wilson lowered his eyes and tenderly stared at her. “You can’t return the emerald pendant once you accept it.”
Blinking, she suppressed the wave of emotions and mumbled, “That’s unfair! Why are the Quinns being so unreasonable!”
“Yeah, we are unreasonable people.” Bending over, Wilson gently held her chin in his slender fingers. His hot breath tickled her ear. “And that’s why you’re not allowed to break your promise.”
“Mr. Quinn, I’m still here. Can you please get a room?” Collin joked.
It was torture to watch the interaction between the lovey–dovey couple, and it was his first time seeing Wilson being flirtatious
His remark ruined the mood. Wilson shot daggers at him before asking disdainfully, “Why are you here?”
His reaction rendered Collin speechless. He had just called Collin days ago for tips on how to snatch someone’s girl, but he seemed eager to ditch Collin once he got what he wanted.
Collin then groaned. “Oh, Wilson. I’m here to help!”