Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns (Yvette and Wilson) novel Chapter 911

There was no way Wilson would let Yvette put herself in danger.

But she remained resolute. "This is the only way to force Harvey out of hiding."

"Yvie, there has to be another way. You can't take this kind of risk!" Xavier's voice was filled with worry as he stepped forward.

"I've already made up my mind," was all Yvette replied.

Wilson knew that determined look too well. There was no stopping Yvette once she had decided on something. His jaw tightened, and after a long pause, he finally gave in.

"Okay. I'll support you."

Warmth flickered in Yvette's chest at Wilson's words, and she reached out to take his hand in hers.

"What the hell did you just say?" Xavier's voice cut through the moment, his eyes blazing with anger as he turned to Wilson. "Are you crazy?" How could Wilson agree to such a dangerous task?

Wilson glanced at Xavier and replied calmly, "If Yvie is set on this, she'll do it with or without us. It'll be even more dangerous if she secretly acts by herself. This way, I can at least make sure she's safe."

Xavier opened his mouth to argue but found himself silenced by the conviction in Wilson's tone.

Suddenly, Theodore staggered and collapsed. "Mr. Maximillian!"

Xavier was quick to catch him before he hit the ground, steadying his frail frame. Yvette rushed over, placing her fingers on Theodore's wrist to check his pulse.

After a tense moment, she pulled back and explained, "Mr. Maximillian was already in poor health. He's been holding on for so long, but after learning the truth about his wife and daughter, the emotional strain was too much. His body couldn't handle it. He needs to rest immediately."

"Understood," Xavier replied before helping Theodore to his feet. He hesitated at the door, then looked back at Yvette, his concern deepening.

"Yvie, using yourself as bait is too risky—"

Wilson reluctantly pulled back when Yvette gasped for air.

"Baby, after all the lessons I've given you, how can you still forget to breathe when we kiss?"

Yvette's cheeks flushed, but she wasn't about to back down. She tugged on his tie, a playful glint in her eyes. "Who says I haven't learned?"

And with that, she leaned in again.

"Enough," Wilson said, his voice rough with barely contained desire as he took a step back. His Adam's

apple bobbed as he swallowed, his restraint evident.

Seeing him struggle to maintain control only fueled Yvette's desire to see him lose that composure.