Talented Heiress: A Rose With Thorns

At Murray Manor, Yasmin was crying. She was utterly humiliated at yesterday’s banquet. First, she embarrassed herself playing the piano, and. Then Wilson further exacerbated her disgrace. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Now, she was the laughingstock among the socialites. It was all Yvette’s fault.

She should have been the one to impress everyone with her plano playing, receiving all the praise and admiration, but Yvette had stolen it all. Yasmin felt nothing but resentment. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying. When Sean hurried back and saw her, he was taken aback.

“What happened to your eyes? Who bullied you?“”

Seeing Sean, Yasmin immediately had a lightbulb moment.

She continued to cover her mouth and sob softly while shaking her head, “Oh, Sean, you’re back. No one bullied me. Let me get you a glass of

“Why would you cry if no one bullied you?” Sean frowned. His voice was full of arrogance as he said, “Tell me. I’ll avenge you!”

He wanted to know which blind fool dared to mess with the Murrays. Did they think he, the Jubilife’s tyrant, didn’t exist?

Yasmin sobbed and changed the subject, looking utterly pitiful “Sean, you must be tired from your trip. You should rest first.”

Impatient by nature, Sean only grew more curious. “I’m not tired. Just tell me who bullied you.”

Seeing him like this, Yasmin subtly smiled, but her face remained aggrieved.

“Sean, no one bullied me. I’m just too weak. At the banquet yesterday, I was supposed to perform with Yvle. But she changed the sheet music without telling me. I wasn’t prepared, so I made mistakes and embarrassed our family. Now those socialites are all mocking me behind my

back.”

Her words dripped with grievance, and sure enough, Sean was furious. He threw all the carefully chosen g

gifts aside. “She’s too much! I won’t give her these gifts! Where is she? I’ll deal with her!”

Yasmin knew his character well. He had a strong sense of justice and couldn’t tolerate any wrongdoing.

Werte would be in big trouble this time.

Though feeling smug inside, Yasmin kept her face calm and spoke softly, “Yvie didn’t come back last night after going out. I don’t know where she went… But I’m too scared to ask her. I don’t want to annoy her.”

“What? She didn’t come back all night?” Soan grew even angrier. “She just arrived in Jubilife and doesn’t know her way around. What if she meets some bad people? No, I have to find her.”

“What do you want to find me for?” Before Sean could finish, a cold female voice interrupted.

Yvette casually removed her helmet. Her face was expressionless as she strode in

When her beautiful eyes met Sean’s, he froze momentarily, feeling, a strange sense of familiarity. He quickly suppressed the emotion after

reminding himself that he needed to teach her a lesson.

Sean cleared his throat. Just as he was going to reprimand her and make her apologize to Yasmin, Yvette frowned.

Her gaze was fixed on his stance. “Stand up straight.” Her tone was calm, yet it carried an undeniable authority.

Instinctively, Sean straightened up, standing as tall and straight as a soldier. When he realized what he’d done, he wanted to slap himself.

He was the older brother. Why did he listen to her? Now, he had lost all his brotherly authority.

was that damned familiar sense of authority that made him obey without thinking. But why did her voice sound so familiar?