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.”

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

of the Prestigious

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whole body trembled. “Young Master

Kingbourne, no one dared to provoke this little

years old, he was incredibly cunning, adept at disguises, and had a cold

the boss was around, Anthony then would

other times, even their

never got

Anthony behaved like that with Wynter just now, Vincent

his reasoning. “Young Master Anthony, this young lady has a bad reputation. I was afraid she might have

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could she have?” Anthony’s coldness intensified, “You didn’t take care of me properly, and I fainted on the roadside. I had a sudden heatstroke.

not wrinkled. On his wrist hung a string of bright red beads

his full name. Anthony’s small m*uth tightened. He threw himself into Dalton’s arms,

his best behavior

small face as he

at the driver, signaling him to

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

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Disdain from the Yates Family

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

sweat at being scrutinized by their boss.

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

want to see anyone from the Yates family. It would bring back too

family members were eager to approach her–just like

was about to ride her bike back when a familiar

“Why are you here?”

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

group of people stood

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

supporting. The elderly person seemed quite satisfied with Yvette. She patted

want the people behind her to see Wynter. Wanda blocked Wynter,

best to hide her

in