Chapter 93
Without hesitation, Yasmin called the number that she had memorized.
Soon, Samuel picked up. “Hello, who’s this?”
Yasmin felt slightly disappointed that it wasn’t Wilson who picked up. But she was in a hurry to leave the place, so she had no time to worry about other things,
She said hurriedly, “It’s me, Mr. Jackson!”
Samuel said emotionlessly and professionally, “Ms. Murray, may I know what you are calling for?”
Yasmin immediately said, “I got into some trouble, and I’m detained by the police. I’d like to utilize my second request to be released. Also, cover up all the news about my arrest.”
“Sure. The Quinn family will satisfy your second request.”
Yasmin sighed in relief, and she felt proud again. Yasmin thought even though Yvette got her detained, she had the protection of the Quinn family. Yvette had nothing on her!
At the thought of Wilson, Yasmin became obsessive again. She said coyly, “Mr. Jackson, when will Mr. Quinn be free? I’d like to buy him a meal!
“I’m afraid I cannot disclose Mr. Quinn’s schedule to you.”
Then, Samuel hung up immediately, which angered Yasmin.
“That bastard! He’s just an assistant, but how dare he hang up on me!” Yasmin thought.
She was determined to teach Samuel a lesson when she married into the Quinn family.
But Yasmin’s priority was to get herself bailed out and to repair her damaged reputation! Then, she would slowly deal with Yvette.
As Yvette walked out the university gate with her bag, she saw the familiar black Maybach
The man in the car had a cold expression. But when he saw her, he smiled warmly and got out of the car.
“Get in. I’ll buy you a meal.”
Wilson naturally took Yvette’s bag, and Yvette thought it was normal, too. She handed him her bags and got into the car obediently.
As Samuel watched it through the rearview mirror, he felt baffled. Only Yvette dared to make Wilson do things for her.
Yvette noticed that Wilson was tired. She couldn’t help but frown and gazed intently at him.
“What’s up?” Wilson asked. He helped Yvette put on her seat belt and gently patted her head. “Why are you staring at me like that?”
“You look tired.”
Wilson hadn’t expected Yvette to be so sensitive toward him. He smiled and got closer to her. With his deep, flirtatious voice, he said, “Are you caring about me?”
“And here goes the womanizer,” Yvette thought.
She pursed her lips and said, “No, I’m just stating the truth.”
From the rearview mirror, Samuel watched Wilson lose to Yvette. He silently laughed, but he was also surprised.
Because of Martha’s sickness, Wilson hadn’t been in good condition. He became more terrifying, but all the frightening air disappeared when
he was with Yvette,