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.”

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

Heir of the Prestigious Family, Dalton

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whole body trembled. “Young

city of Kingbourne, no one dared to

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

boss was around,

even their

got close

that with Wynter just

Anthony, this young lady has a bad

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take care of me properly, 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 people,

suit, seemingly tailor–made for him, was not wrinkled. On his wrist hung a string of bright red beads that gave off an air

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,

even though he was on his best behavior in

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

glanced at the

revealed a breathtaking face. With a sharp nose, pale skin, light–colored l*ps with a hint of illness, and an elegant

from the

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Disdain from the Yates Family

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

in cold sweat at being scrutinized by their boss.

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

did he know that the current Wynter did not want to see anyone from

the Yates family members were eager to approach her–just

dropped off Anthony, she was about to ride her bike back when a familiar voice came from her

“Why are you here?”

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

over, and a group of people stood not

The recently brought back Yvette Yates was also there, acting

person seemed quite satisfied with Yvette. She

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

to hide her annoyance, but her tone still

parents are in the countryside. What are you

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