Chapter 419

Jacob outright dismissed the idea. Images of Wilson, that pervert, taking advantage of his young sister made his face darken further. "I treat her like a sister," Jacob growled, his voice low and menacing. "I would never be like Wilson, that old lecher who preys on young girls." Nancy, who had been standing near the door to the private room, overheard their conversation. Her steps came to a stiff halt as her face scrunched up. How could he think of her as a sister? She had always presented herself as an elegant and refined young woman in front of him. "I don't want to be your sister," Nancy muttered to herself, her voice barely audible. She bit her bottom lip then, thinking she needed to come up with a different approach. Outside the private room, Jacob was getting impatient. "It's been 15 minutes, and Yvette still hasn't come back," he said, frowning. He pushed Collin aside and was ready to set off. "I need to find Yvette. You can get lost now." Collin's face turned pale, an