The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 8 The Wealthiest Heir of the Prestigious Family, Dalton Yarwood

As for how the man looked, Wynter didn’t see it. Being a medical student, she had a keen sense of the smell of medicinal herbs. The moment the car window was lowered, she caught

a faint scent of herbs.

Wynter was well–versed in “Shaun’s Classics of Medicinal Herbs,” and she knew that people suffering from chronic illnesses might be sensitive to light.

Vincent urged, “Young Master Anthony, do you want to meet the boss first?”

Anthony got distracted and said to Wynter, “Miss, wait for me here. Don’t run around, okay?

I’ll be back soon.”

Wynter nodded, and Anthony hurried toward the car.

Left behind, Vincent handed over a card and said, “Thanks to Ms. Quinnell for saving our

young master. This is a token of appreciation. Please accept it.”

“You know my last name is Quinnell? That means you know me.” Wynter smiled playfully, her eyes hinting mischief. “You don’t seem to want to thank me. Rather, it looks like you’re in a hurry to distance yourself from me.”

Vincent tapped his fingertip and said, “Ms. Quinnell, you’ve misunderstood.”

“It doesn’t matter.” She glanced at Anthony. “Tell him later that I’ve left.”

With that, she stood up from the steps, showing no intention of turning back.

Vincent breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that the fake young lady kicked out by the Yates family would get entangled with their young master.

In the lingering twilight, Wynter, with her black bag in hand, had her dark hair elegantly fastened with a wooden hairpin. Now that she was bathed in the afterglow, her departure was both brisk and beautiful.

Inside the Maybeck, Dalton tilted his head and only caught a glimpse of this scene. He

touched Anthony’s head, his voice carrying a hint of amusement. “Is that the person who saved you?”

“Where?” Anthony sat up straight before he panicked. “Why did she leave? Vincent!”

Vincent approached, bowing. “Young Master Anthony.”

me.”

of the

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trembled. “Young

entire city of Kingbourne, no

was only four years old, he was incredibly

boss was around, Anthony then would

even their subordinates

got close to

with Wynter just

Anthony, this young lady has a bad reputation. I was afraid she might have other intentions

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fainted on the roadside. I had a sudden heatstroke. If it weren’t for Miss, even if I didn’t get kidnapped by bad people, I might have died on the

Dalton, in the backseat, interrupted the boy’s words. He sat there. His black suit, seemingly tailor–made for him, was not wrinkled. On his wrist hung a string of bright red beads that

himself into Dalton’s arms, his voice muffled, ” Dalton, I finally found a sister–in–law for myself. Now, it’s all gone. Miss probably doesn’t

his best behavior in

long sigh. His fingers lifted Anthony’s small face as he said, “My lifelong matters don’t

glanced at the driver,

nose, pale skin, light–colored l*ps with a hint of illness, and an

Disdain from the Yates Family

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Disdain from the Yates Family Towards

them to her first.” Dalton coughed lightly, his mysterious and profound gaze falling on Vincent. “In a few days, I’ll bring Anthony to personally

at being scrutinized by

relatively easy, considering her relationship with the Yates family. She would have to give

know that the current Wynter did not want to see anyone

the Yates family members were eager to approach her–just

Anthony, she was about to ride her bike back when a familiar

“Why are you here?”

disdain. It was so much so that she couldn’t

and a group of

Yates, there was also the Scott family. The recently brought back Yvette Yates was also there, acting like a precious star surrounded by a

was supporting. The elderly person seemed quite satisfied with Yvette. She patted Yvette’s hand

want the people behind her to see Wynter. Wanda blocked Wynter, saying, “I’m asking you a

hide her annoyance,

yesterday that your biological parents are in the countryside. What are you