Chapter 382

"Ms. Yvette, please wait! Why don't you rest here for a while?" Yvette pursed her lips, her tone cold and commanding. "Get out of my way," she snapped. Despite her expressionless face, there was a sense of authority about her. There was something about her that made it impossible to disobey her. Samuel felt a chill that went right to his bones. Swallowing his fear, he forced himself to speak. "Ms. Yvette, Mr. Murray is furious right now. If you go, it won't calm him down, but only make it worse. You should let Mr. Quinn and Mr. Murray handle this on their own." Upon hearing his explanation, Yvette's long lashes fluttered slightly. She thought he made a good point. If she went to protect Wilson, it would only enrage Jacob even more. Seeing that Yvette no longer intended to leave the room, Samuel finally sighed in relief. He hastily wiped the sweat from his brow, letting out a silent sigh. Yvette was indeed the future lady of the Quinns. She was every bit as formidable as Wilson