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.”

promised to wait for me.” Anthony’s

of the Prestigious Family, Dalton

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body trembled. “Young

no one dared to

was different from the other children. Even though he was only four years old, he was incredibly cunning,

boss was around, Anthony then would obediently

times, even their subordinates feared

never got close to

with Wynter just now,

Master Anthony, this young lady has a bad reputation. I was afraid

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

He sat there. His black suit, seemingly tailor–made for him, was not wrinkled. On his wrist

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

on his best behavior in front of Wynter

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

at the driver, signaling him to start the

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

the Yates

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Disdain from the Yates

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

drenched in cold sweat at being scrutinized by their boss. He quickly responded, “Yes,

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

imagination was lovely, but little did he know that the current Wynter did not want to

Yates family members were eager to

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

“Why are you here?”

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

group of people stood not

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

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

people behind her to see Wynter. Wanda blocked

to hide her annoyance,

biological parents are in the countryside. What are you doing at Caesar