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.”

and she promised to wait for me.” Anthony’s eyes darkened, and his tone turned chilly. “Did you

Wealthiest Heir of the

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trembled. “Young Master

entire city of Kingbourne, no one dared to provoke

four years old, he was

the boss was around, Anthony

even their

got

like that with Wynter

young lady has a bad reputation. I was

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didn’t take care of me properly, and I fainted on the roadside. I had a sudden heatstroke. If it

words. He sat there. His black suit, seemingly tailor–made for him, was not wrinkled. On his wrist hung a string of bright red

knew his third brother was angry. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have used his full name. Anthony’s small m*uth tightened. He threw 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 like me

even though he was on his best behavior in front of Wynter

face as he said, “My lifelong matters don’t

at the

a hint of illness, and an elegant demeanor, who else could it be but Dalton Yarwood,

from the Yates Family Towards

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the

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 visit

being scrutinized

considering her relationship with the Yates family. She would have

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

the Yates family members were eager to

Anthony, she was about to ride her

“Why are you here?”

was her adoptive mother, Wanda Scott. Her tone was full of disdain. It was

over, and a group of people stood

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

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

see Wynter. Wanda blocked Wynter, saying,

best to hide her annoyance, but her tone still betrayed

in the countryside. What