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.”

get Miss‘ contact information, and she promised to wait for me.” Anthony’s eyes darkened, and

Heir of

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trembled.

city of Kingbourne, no one dared to provoke this

years

was around, Anthony then would

even

got

behaved like that with

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

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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 died

him, was not wrinkled. On his wrist hung a string of bright red

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

his best behavior in front of Wynter

Anthony’s small face

Dalton spoke, he glanced at the driver,

hint of illness, and an elegant demeanor,

Disdain from the Yates

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from the Yates

who saved Anthony’s life, pick some gifts and send them to her first.” Dalton coughed lightly, his mysterious and profound gaze

cold sweat at being scrutinized by their boss.

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

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

the Yates family members were eager to approach

off Anthony, she was about to ride her

“Why are you here?”

It was so much so that she couldn’t even be bothered to

and a group

addition to her adoptive father, Ewan Yates, there was also the Scott family. The recently brought back Yvette Yates was also there, acting like a precious star surrounded by a

elderly person seemed

Wynter. Wanda

her annoyance, but her tone still betrayed

in the countryside. What are you doing

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