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.”

get Miss‘ contact information, and she promised to wait for me.” Anthony’s eyes darkened, and

Heir of the Prestigious Family, Dalton

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body trembled.

entire city of Kingbourne, no one dared to provoke

children. Even though he was only four years

the boss was around, Anthony then

times, even their subordinates feared

got close

like that with Wynter

young lady has a bad reputation. I was afraid she might have

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

not wrinkled. On his wrist hung

angry. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have used his full name. Anthony’s small m*uth tightened. He threw himself into Dalton’s arms, his

on his

let out a long sigh. His fingers lifted Anthony’s small face as he said, “My lifelong

Dalton spoke, he glanced at the driver,

skin, light–colored l*ps with a hint of

the Yates Family Towards

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Disdain from the Yates

know the person who saved Anthony’s life, pick some gifts and send them to her first.” Dalton coughed lightly, his mysterious and profound gaze falling on Vincent. “In a few days, I’ll bring

at being scrutinized by their boss. He quickly responded,

her relationship with the Yates family. She

but little did he know that the current Wynter did not want to see anyone from the Yates family. It would bring back too many bad

Yates family members were eager to approach her–just like

was about to ride her bike back

“Why are you here?”

Her tone was full of disdain. It was so much so that she couldn’t even be bothered to call Wynter by

glanced over, and a group of people stood

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

something to an elderly person she was supporting. The elderly person seemed quite satisfied with

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

to hide her annoyance, but her tone

you yesterday that your biological parents are in the

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