Chapter 422
Yara was as surprised as the rest to see Wilson. That said, watching Carmen freak out made her feel a sense of vindication. For a brief moment, she even found him somewhat appealing as a potential son-in-law.
"Yvie asked me to escort you home," Wilson replied politely. But when his gaze swept over the others, it was filled with icy menace, sending chills down their spines.
"M-Mr. Quinn..." Carmen stammered, her legs trembling with fear. If she hadn't been holding onto the table for support, she would have collapsed to the ground.
"I didn't know Ms. Murray was your fiancée. I thought you two had called off the engagement—"
"Are you cursing me?" Wilson's wickedly handsome face turned dark in an instant, his expression becoming sinister and dangerous.
"I... Mr. Quinn, I wouldn't dare curse you!" Carmen grew more terrified. "You misunderstood me, I didn't mean that at all..."
Wilson scoffed, his eyes as cold as ice, and his voice frosty.
"From now on, anyone who works with the Garla

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