Talented Heiress: A Rose With Thorns

The car came to a smooth stop at the restaurant. Wilson took Yvette's hand and led her into the private dining room.

"Yvie, the dishes will take a while to be served. Let snack on something in the meantime," he said as he opened a packet of snacks and fed her.

Yvette lowered her head, distracted by her phone, and absentmindedly opened her mouth to accept the food. When the restaurant manager, Cameron, walked in and saw this scene, he was so shocked that his eyes nearly popped out.

Wilson held such high status; when had he ever seen him serve someone like this?

What astonished Cameron even more was when Wilson bent down, his face showing gentle

affection, and asked, "Baby, do you want some juice?"

"No." Yvette shook her head in refusal, not even lifting her head from her phone.

In all of Jubilife, there were probably only three people who could speak to Wilson like that!novelbin

Cameron forcibly suppressed his astonishment and respectfully said, "Mr. Quinn, your dishes are ready and will be served shortly.

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Upon hearing that Wilson was dining at the restaurant, Cameron immediately came to provide

service personally, anxious to avoid any oversight.

"Okay." Wilson nodded casually and went back to feeding Yvette, while Cameron wisely stepped back, avoiding being a third wheel.

After dinner, Yvette took Wilson for a stroll by the river to help with digestion.

The night view by the river was beautiful, and many people were out for a walk, including

couples. Watching those couples wearing matching hats made Yvette glance at them a few more

times.

Noticing Yvette's gaze, Wilson looked down at her. "Baby, do you like those hats?"

Yvette nodded. "They're okay."

Wilson smiled instantly, his long fingers brushing against her cheek. "I'll go buy one; wait here for me, okay?"

"Forget it..." Yvette reached out to hold him back. "Those hats are meant to be worn by two people together; it wouldn't be fun for me to wear one alone."

Samuel immediately nodded silently at her words. Of course, Wilson would never wear such

Chanter 635

childish hats..

However, before Samuel could supply his thoughts with the reason for it, he heard Wilson say in his deep, magnetic voice, "Of course, I'll wear one with you." Samuel was speechless. The way Wilson doted on Yvette had completely shocked him again. He had no boundaries or principles when it came to her!

Yvette finally released her grip on him, a pretty smile spreading across her face as she proudly said, "Then you go ahead."

"Alright." Wilson chuckled softly, affectionately ruffling Yvette's hair. However, when he turned to look at Samuel, his expressión returned to its usual coldness.

"Take good care of Yvie," he ordered.

Samuel immediately nodded respectfully. "Yes, Mr. Quinn!"

As she watched Wilson leave, Yvette felt pleased as she admired the riverscape. Suddenly, she heard a woman's anguished cries from not far away

"Help! Is anyone there? My son accidentally fell into the river! I can't swim! Is there anyone who can save my son?"

Upon hearing the plea for help, Yvette's gaze immediately turned toward the river.

The night was dark, and being too far away, she couldn't see clearly. However, she could make out

a small figure struggling in the water, looking like he was about to lose his strength and drown

Without hesitation, Yvette jumped into the river.

"Ms. Yvette..."