Talented Heiress: A Rose With Thorns

Yvette had become not only Sean’s beloved sister, but also turned out to be the idol and mentor he had always looked up to. He was determined to protect her at all costs.

“Yvie, you’ve always got my back in games, and now I’ve got yours at Jubilife University. If anything goes wrong, just drop my name!” Sean

said.

Yasmin could not bear the

the attention lavished on Yvette. She interjected, “Sean, Yvie, we need to leave now,

or we’ll b

I be late.”

“Alright, got it!”

Half an hour later, the driver pulled up at the entrance of Jubilife University.

Sean stepped out first to open the door for Yvette, then offered her a hand with overflowing tenderness. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Yasmin couldn’t help but remark sourly, “Sean, you’re treating Yvette as if she was a princess!”

Yasmin meant it as a jab, but Sean missed the sarcasm. Instead, he smiled and said, “Yvie is indeed our family’s princess.”

Yvette would have been the cherished princess of the Murray family if she hadn’t been taken away when she was young.

Hearing Sean’s sincere words, Yasmin nearly exploded with anger. She then quickly found an excuse to leave.

“Why do I feel like Yasmin was upset just now?” Sean noticed Yasmin’s emotions belatedly. His reaction was unimaginably slow.

Yvette flashed a faint smile. Sean was so clueless, but it was cute.

“Never mind that. Let’s get you to the medical department,” Sean said, taking Yvette’s hand and leading her in that direction.

But they hadn’t gone far before a group of people blocked their way.

“Are you the guy who won the Esports National Championship this year?” The group leader sneered after sizing Sean up.

“You seemed like a nobody. You probably just got lucky.”

Sean recognized them as students from another school. His handsome face darkened. “Get lost!” he demanded.

He was hurrying to get Yvette to the medical department and thus had no time for them.

“You’re pretty arrogant! Winning doesn’t make you special!”

“Yeah, your skills are trash…”

Their insults grew louder with each curse,

“Indeed, there’s nothing special about it,” Yvette suddenly said.

She continued nonchalantly, but her words cut deep. “But why don’t you guys win a national championship first and then talk?”

As expected, they took offense, and their expressions turned even grimmer.

“Bitch! Who asked you to butt into our conversation?”

“Yeah, bitch! Are you looking for a beating?”

“Say that again?” Sean’s eyes were piercing as he glared at them. “Apologize to my sister, now!”

They felt a chill go down their spines but still retorted, “Apologize? Only if you beat us in a match. If you win, then we’ll apologize.”

“That’s right! You dare to take us on?”