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.”

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

of the Prestigious Family,

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trembled. “Young

no one dared

was different from the other children. Even though he was only four years old, he was incredibly cunning, adept at disguises, and had a cold

was around,

times, even their subordinates

never got

like that with

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

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me properly, and I fainted on the roadside. I had

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

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

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

Anthony’s small face as he said, “My lifelong matters don’t require your

glanced at the driver, signaling him

of illness, and an elegant demeanor, who

the Yates

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from the Yates Family

gifts and send them to her first.” Dalton coughed lightly,

in cold sweat at being scrutinized by their boss.

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

not want to see anyone from the Yates family. It would

the Yates family members were eager to approach her–just

to ride her bike back

“Why are you here?”

Scott. Her tone was full of disdain. It was so much

a group of people stood

to her adoptive father, Ewan Yates, there was also the Scott family. The recently brought back Yvette Yates was also there,

Yates was whispering something to an elderly person she was supporting. The elderly person seemed quite satisfied with Yvette. She patted Yvette’s hand gently, exuding an elegant

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

best to hide her annoyance, but her tone

yesterday that your biological parents are in the countryside. What