Chapter 387

"Is it Jacob who's keeping you from contacting me?" Wilson's deep, magnetic voice resonated with a hint of teasing. "It's okay, Yvie, I don't blame Jacob. He's just looking out for you. Please, don't be mad at him." Wilson was at it again! Yvette couldn't help but smile, her red lips curving gracefully as she softly explained, "No, Jacob didn't stop me from contacting you. I've just been busy making money and forgot to reply. I ran into some client who's naive, wealthy, and not too bright." On the screen, Yvette's long, dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, still damp from her bath. Her fair and delicate face was free of makeup yet stunningly beautiful. Learning from her previous wardrobe mishap, Yvette no longer wore a bathrobe. Instead, she wrapped herself tightly in a pure white nightgown. Was she guarding herself against him? Wilson clenched his teeth. His cold eyes took on a hint of wickedness, giving him the look of a charming rogue, both irresistibly alluring and mischie