Talented Heiress: A Rose With Thorns

As Evelynn huddled in the corner, she seemed to understand Yvette's words, her trembling subsiding slightly.

Yvette stepped closer, but just as her hand was about to reach Evelynn, the door was suddenly slammed open. Horace barged in, ignoring the guards at the entrance.

"President Locke! Ms. Locke has psychological issues. I've contacted my friend, the most renowned psychologist in Croedal. He can definitely help Ms. Locke with her mental trauma."

Horace's tone was full of bravado, clearly trying to impress Jordan. But Evelynn, who had just started to let her guard down, was jolted by his sudden appearance.

She began to twitch, her small frame shaking intensely, showing signs that she was about to go into a shock.

"Idiot, who let you in here?" Yvette's delicate, porcelain -like face turned icy, her sharp gaze piercing through Horace like a knife.

She would have already calmed Evelynn down if it weren't for his sudden intrusion. This idiot

had ruined her efforts.

Yvette didn't have time to deal with him. She quickly pulled out a silver needle from her

pocket, preparing to administer treatment to Evelynn's symptoms.

However, as soon as Yvette reached for her, Evelynn vigorously resisted, demonstrating remarkable strength as she successfully broke away from Yvette's hold. In the next moment

she bit down hard on Yvette's arm.

“Evelynn—”

Seeing Evelynn in such a state, Jordan was frantic but could not help, so he kicked Horace in

frustration.

"I won't forgive you if anything happens to my daughter!"noveldrama

Horace hadn't expected to make a blunder instead of gaining praise. Terrified by Jordan's dark expression, he shrunk back and couldn't bring himself to speak.

Yvette endured the pain in her arm, not shaking Evelynn off but instead gently stroking her head, providing reassurance.

She gently repeated what she had just said. "Dont be afraid. I'm here to help you."

As Yvette continued to stroke her head, Evelynn's body stiffened for a moment, but she no longer acted out. Instead, her tensed form began to relax slowly.

Noticing this, Yvette became even gentler, repeatedly soothing her. Chapter 759

When Evelynn finally calmed down, Yvette swiftly inserted the glinting silver needle into a major pressure point on her head.

"Ms. Murray, how is Evelynn?"

Seeing Yvette's needle go in, Jordan finally dared to step forward and ask anxiously.

"I've temporarily suppressed her pain. In a little while, she should regain her senses," Yvette reassured him.

Upon hearing this, Jordan's mood brightened significantly, his voice filled with gratitude." Thank you, Ms. Murray! I can't express how grateful I am. This is the first time Evelynn has been coherent and aware since I brought her to the Gray House!"

Ever since he had rescued Evelynn from the slums, she had remained in a coma, occasionally waking in a state of distress.

Now that she was conscious, how could Jordan not be excited?

Meanwhile, Horace watched the scene unfold, feeling increasingly uncomfortable. He couldn't help but sneer, "We tried so many methods to bring Ms. Locke back to her senses, and you just stuck a needle in her head and voilà? This is ridiculous!"

"You couldn't do it because you're incompetent," Yvette responded calmly, but her words dripped with undeniable mockery and arrogance.

Horace's face turned a deep shade of red from anger. Just as he was about to retort, he noticed

a change in Evelynn.

Unlike the deranged state she had been in earlier, Evelynn's eyes were now clear, and she released her grip on Yvette's arm.

"I-I'm sorry," she stuttered. Seeing Yvette's arm bleed from where she had bitten her, guilt washed over Evelynn's face as she spoke timidly.

Having not spoken for so long, her voice came out rough and harsh, yet it brought tears to Jordan's eyes.

This was the first time she had spoken since arriving at the Gray House.

"Don't worry. I'm fine, so you don't have to apologize."

Yvette brushed off the injury on her arm, soothing Evelynn's emotions instead. She

understood it hadn't been intentional. Evelynn had reacted defensively due to fear.

"Evelynn, I'm your father. Do you remember me?" Jordan said, his eyes glistening with tears as he gazed at her, full of hope.

Evelynn stared at him for a long time, her wide eyes reddening.

Jordan thought she was scared and gently reassured her, "It's alright, Evelynn. It's okay if you

don't remember me. You were so little back then

Before he could finish, Evelynn interrupted him firmly. "I remember you!"

Those words sent tears streaming down Jordan's face as he pulled the frail girl into a tight

embrace.

"That's all that matters, Evelynn. It was my fault for letting you suffer for seven years. From now on, I will protect you and never put you in harm's way again."

Yvette quietly observed this touching scene without interrupting. Once Jordan calmed down, she spoke up.

"Evelynn, I've only temporarily suppressed your symptoms. To truly heal you, I need to know the root of your condition. Can you tell me about your past experiences?"

A look of pain crossed Evelynn's face after hearing what Yvette said. After a long internal struggle, she began to speak.

"I-I was locked in a basement for a long time. There were many other children my age trapped there with me. We were all kept in that basement, and every day, someone would come to inject us with unknown substances.

"As we grew up, they injected us with more and more drugs. But one day, they declared us all failed experiments. They then said that failed experiments would be disposed of."