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.”

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

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body trembled. “Young

entire city of Kingbourne, no one dared to

children. Even though he was only four years old, he

boss was around, Anthony then

even their subordinates feared

never got

with Wynter just now, Vincent was genuinely

bowing to explain his reasoning. “Young Master Anthony, this young lady

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me properly, and I fainted on the roadside. I

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

himself into Dalton’s arms, his voice muffled, ” Dalton, I finally

even though he was on his best behavior in front

small face as

at the

a hint of illness, and an elegant demeanor, who

from the Yates

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you 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 Anthony to personally

cold sweat at being scrutinized by their

her relationship with the Yates family.

did he know that the current Wynter did not want

Yates family members were eager to approach her–just

to ride her bike back when a familiar voice

“Why are you here?”

Her tone was full of disdain. It was

glanced over, and a group of

there was also the Scott family. The recently brought back Yvette Yates

elderly person seemed quite satisfied with Yvette. She patted Yvette’s hand gently, exuding an elegant

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

hide her

parents are in the countryside. What are

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