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.”

information, and she promised to wait for me.” Anthony’s eyes darkened, and his tone turned chilly.

of the Prestigious Family,

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body trembled.

no one dared to provoke this

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

boss was around, Anthony then

times, even

got close

when Anthony behaved like that with Wynter just now,

young lady has a bad reputation. I was afraid she might have

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I fainted on the roadside. I had a sudden heatstroke. If it weren’t for

suit, seemingly tailor–made for him, was not wrinkled. On his wrist hung a string of bright red beads that

into Dalton’s arms, his voice muffled,

was on his best behavior in

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

at the driver,

With a sharp nose, pale skin, light–colored l*ps with a hint of illness, and an elegant demeanor, who else could it be but Dalton Yarwood, the CEO

9 Disdain from the Yates

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the Yates Family Towards

and send them to her first.” Dalton coughed lightly, his mysterious and profound gaze falling on Vincent.

in cold sweat at being scrutinized by their boss. He quickly

relatively easy, considering her 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

family members were eager to approach

her bike back when a familiar voice

“Why are you here?”

was her adoptive mother, Wanda Scott. Her tone was full of disdain. It was so much so

glanced over, and a group of people stood not

The recently brought

person she was supporting. The elderly person seemed quite satisfied

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

her

that your biological parents are in the countryside. What are