Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns Novel novel Chapter 709

Chapter 709 

Meanwhile, at the hospital, Samuel heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Wilson wake up. 

“Mr. Quinn, you’re finally awake.” 

Wilson furrowed his brow, the pain in his abdomen subsiding, but his complexion remained pale. As soon as he opened his eyes, he began searching for Yvette. 

“Yvie… Yvie…” 

Samuel quickly replied, “Ms. Yvette had some other matters to attend to, so she asked me to bring you to the hospital. But don’t worry, she really cares about you. When you were in pain, she was so anxious that she turned pale. That shows just how much she worries about you!” 

Hearing this, the man’s icy facade began to crack. A faint smile appeared on his lips, and his deep voice softened with warmth. 

“If my fiancée isn’t worried about me, who else would she be worried about?” 

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Samuel was rendered speechless. He didn’t realize Wilson could be satisfied with a minimal display of affection. 

However, Wilson’s expression quickly shifted back to seriousness, his gaze darkening. 

Yvette was the most compassionate person he knew. She would never leave him when he was in pain. Something must have gone horribly wrong. 

A wave of unease washed over him, and his handsome features tightened. “Find out where she is. Now!” 

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Seeing the urgency in Wilson’s demeanor, Samuel felt a mix of confusion and concern but still nodded quickly. “Of course, Ms. Quinn.” 

“Ha! Look at you now, Yvette!” 

As Yvette sat helplessly on the ground, poisoned and unable to move, Lionel reveled in his triumph, a wild grin plastered across his face. 

“You never saw this coming, did you? The ‘Nancy in the car was a decoy! I used her to trick you!” 

He lifted the head of the fake Nancy, revealing a stranger’s face. Yvette’s complexion paled and she glared at Lionel with hatred. 

“You coward.” 

“How could I ever catch you if I didn’t use these tactics?” Lionel sneered, his eyes glinting with 

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malice. “Today will be the day you die.” 

He had deliberately chosen an isolated remote location, with a sheer cliff looming at the end. It 

was the perfect spot for a cover–up. 

Once he disposed of Yvette’s body over the edge, no one would ever find her. 

As the poison coursed through her veins, Yvette’s face twisted in pain as she slumped to the 

ground. 

Lionel approached with a sinister smile, dagger in hand, closing in on her. 

“No one can take what belongs to Ms. Olson.”