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.”

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

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body trembled.

entire city of Kingbourne, no

years old, he was incredibly

was around, Anthony then would

other times, even

got

that with

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

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on the roadside. I had a sudden heatstroke. If

backseat, 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.

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

was even though he was on his best behavior

fingers lifted Anthony’s small face as he said,

glanced at the driver, signaling him

a hint of illness, and an elegant demeanor, who else could it be but Dalton

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from the Yates

her first.” Dalton coughed lightly, his mysterious and profound gaze falling on Vincent. “In a few days, I’ll bring Anthony to personally visit

cold sweat at being scrutinized by their boss. He quickly

relatively easy, considering her relationship with the

did not want to see

Yates family members were eager

her bike

“Why are you here?”

her adoptive mother, Wanda Scott. Her tone was full of disdain. It was so much so that she couldn’t

group

addition to her adoptive father, Ewan Yates, there was also the Scott family. The recently brought back Yvette Yates

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

the people behind her to see Wynter. Wanda blocked Wynter, saying, “I’m asking you a question. Why are you

her best to hide her annoyance,

parents are in the countryside. What