Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns (Yvette and Wilson) is the best current series by the author Dramanovelscom. The Chapter 876 content below will immerse us in a world of love and hatred, where characters use every trick to achieve their goals without concern for the other half—only to regret it later. Please read chapter Chapter 876 and stay updated with the next chapters of this series at nisfree.com.
It was late at night, and the private jet landed on the tarmac. Yvette was still asleep, her expression serene and peaceful.
Xavier's gaze fell tenderly on her. The fiery love buried deep in his heart only dared to surface in moments like this.
As he looked at the stray strands of hair across her forehead, he couldn't resist reaching out to gently brush them aside. But before his hand could touch Yvette, another hand—long-fingered and as elegant as a work of art—intercepted his in midair.
Wilson's expression was unfriendly, his captivating eyes narrowing with a dangerous glint. His grip tightened, as if threatening to snap Xavier's wrist.
"What are you doing?"
Xavier forcefully pulled his hand away, his hostility toward Wilson plain as day. "Just waking Yvie up. Why so alarmed, Mr. Quinn?"
Wilson's gaze was dark and inscrutable, devoid of emotion. However, the oppressive air around him grew heavier by the second, radiating a silent menace that sent chills down one's spine.
"Yvie is my fiancée. Mr. Phillip, I suggest you mind your boundaries."
At these words, Xavier's lips curled into a provocative smile. "Yvie and I grew up together," he said. "We've shared moments far closer than this."
As expected, Wilson's handsome face turned icy and terrifying. There was no mistaking his murderous intent.
"You're asking for it."
For Yvette's sake, he had endured again and again, but Xavier's reckless provocation was testing his limits.
Xavier sneered. "Do you even know whose territory you're standing on right now?"
Behind them, Apollo and Miguel simultaneously drew their guns, the dark barrels aimed at each other. In an instant, the atmosphere turned chilling, thick with the stench of gunpowder.
The two rows of guards standing at a distance watched the tense standoff. They shrunk back involuntarily, not daring to make a sound.
"Mm…" Yvette frowned, slowly opening her eyes, evidently awakened by the noise.
As soon as she woke up, the sharp hostility between Wilson and Xavier evaporated in an instant.
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