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

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body trembled. “Young

entire city of Kingbourne, no one

other children. Even though he was only four years old, he was incredibly cunning, adept at

boss was around, Anthony then

other times, even their subordinates

never got close to

when Anthony behaved like that with Wynter just now, Vincent

Vincent admitted it, bowing to explain his reasoning. “Young Master Anthony, this young lady has a

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

interrupted 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 bright red beads that gave off an air of cold elegance. “Don’t speak

threw himself into Dalton’s arms,

he was on his best behavior in front of

let out a long sigh. His fingers lifted Anthony’s small face as he said, “My lifelong

spoke, he glanced at the driver, signaling him to

light–colored l*ps with a hint of illness,

the Yates

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from the

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

cold sweat at being scrutinized by their boss.

relationship with the Yates family. She

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

were eager to approach her–just

was about to ride her bike back when a familiar voice came from

“Why are you here?”

was full of disdain. It was so much

a group of people stood

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

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 and harmonious

see Wynter. Wanda blocked Wynter, saying, “I’m asking you

her best to hide her annoyance, but her tone still

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