Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns (Yvette and Wilson) novel Chapter 822

Evelynn had been well taken care of at the Gray House and looked much better now. That said, her body was still weak. After playing with Yvette and Wilson, she grew tired, and a maid came to escort her back to her room for rest.

"Ms. Murray, thank you so much for spending time with Evelynn," Jordan said sincerely, his surprise evident in his voice. He never expected someone like Wilson, with his great status, to be so patient with Evelynn, playing with her without a hint of impatience.

Yvette shook her head. "It's no trouble at all. I really like her. Evelynn is very sweet."

Thinking of Evelynn's innocent and lovely nature, Wilson looked down at Yvette, his lips curving into a smile as he kissed her forehead. His deep, magnetic voice was full of tenderness as he said, "Baby, having a daughter like her would be wonderful."

The mere thought of having a daughter who resembled Evelynn made Wilson's mood lighten, and he found himself quite pleased by the idea.

Jordan watched this scene with growing astonishment. He couldn't help but think to himself, "Look at the Shadow Alliance's boss smiling like that. If they really had a daughter one day, he'd definitely be a doting father!"

Blushing slightly, Yvette pulled a note from her pocket and handed it to Jordan.

"Get everything on this list. These are essential ingredients to create the antidote. You can't miss a single one. The faster you bring them, the sooner we can save Evelynn."

Upon hearing this, Jordan couldn't contain his excitement. He quickly nodded and responded, "Of course, Ms. Murray! I'll get everything ready as quickly as possible!"

After speaking, he left in a hurry.

Yvette gently took Wilson's large hand and spoke softly, "Once Evelynn is healed, I'll take you to meet Mr. Maximillian."

Wilson knew that Yvette regarded Theodore as a father figure, and their relationship was deeply important to her. Her offering to take him to meet Theodore was a clear sign that she considered him a keeper.

A deep smile curved his lips, his voice soft and full of affection. "Alright, I'll follow my baby's plans."

Yvette was satisfied with his answer.

"I guess it's necessary to prepare a gift when meeting your family," Wilson said, his eyes fixed tenderly on her. "Baby, what does Mr. Maximillian like?"

Samuel silently muttered, "Ah, Mr. Quinn is at it again—using his wealth to win over Yvette's family."

"Well..." Yvette blinked her eyes and thought for a moment.

"Mr. Maximillian really likes money," she finally said.

Wilson's soft laugh filled the air. It was as though he found her answer endearing.

"That's just like my baby."

Standing nearby, Samuel couldn't help but stifle a laugh. "He certainly is Ms. Yvette's mentor. Both of them have a particular fondness for money."

"Don't worry, I have plenty of money!" Wilson's hand gently caressed Yvette's slim waist as he spoke, his deep, magnetic voice slow and deliberate.

Yvette immediately frowned in protest. "No! Your money is mine!"