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.”

for me.” Anthony’s eyes darkened,

Heir of the

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whole body trembled.

city of Kingbourne, no one dared to

was only four years old, he was

around, Anthony then would

even their subordinates

got

like that with Wynter just now, Vincent was

admitted it, bowing to explain his reasoning. “Young Master Anthony, this young lady has a bad reputation. I was afraid she might have other intentions approaching you,

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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, I might have

suit, seemingly tailor–made for him, was not wrinkled. On

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

was on his best behavior

small face as he

spoke, he glanced at the driver, signaling him to

a hint of illness,

from the Yates

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the

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. He quickly responded, “Yes,

the Yates family. She would have to give them some

current Wynter did not want to see anyone from the Yates family. It would bring back too

members were eager to approach

she was about to ride her bike back when a familiar

“Why are you here?”

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

over, and a group of people stood

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

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

clearly didn’t want the people behind her to see Wynter. Wanda blocked Wynter, saying, “I’m asking you a question. Why are you

best to hide her annoyance, but her tone still

told you yesterday that your biological parents are in the countryside. What are you doing at