Chapter 861

Wilson's black Maybach rolled to a stop at the entrance of Rosarium Manor just as the clock struck midnight. Fireworks illuminated the night sky in a dazzling display, painting the world in vibrant, breathtaking colors. Wilson took Yvette's hand, intertwining their fingers tightly at that exact moment. His deep, magnetic voice carried a soft tenderness that made her heart skip a beat. "Happy birthday, baby." Before she could respond, a chorus of voices burst through the night. "Happy birthday, Yvette!" Stepping into view, Yara, Irwin, Martha, and Jasper emerged, carting a towering nine-tiered cake. Behind them trailed a lively crowd that included Madison, her classmates, old friends, and even Matt and Charlie. Yvette's closest circle knew she wasn't fond of extravagant parties. So instead of inviting society's elite, they had gathered the people who mattered most to her—family and friends. "Yvie, happy birthday!" Matt and Charlie beamed as they greeted her. Madison and her ot