The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 24 Scion of the Yarwoods

Their eyes met. Neither of them averted.

Wynter, especially, stared at Dalton blatantly.

Given her obsession with good looks, Wynter knew plenty of handsome men, but none could compare to Dalton.

That sickly pale face was perfectly adorned with a pair of bottomless eyes, giving off a natural chill. There was a rare, bookish air about Dalton, noble yet frail.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, he remained tranquil. With his ethereal aura, Dalton was akin to a young scion from an ancient aristocratic family.

The plump Ryan immediately went over to talk to Dalton excitedly.

Across the soundproof glass, Wynter couldn’t hear their dialogue. She raised her eyebrows.

The next moment, Dalton glanced toward her again.

dim light, his facial features

Dalton’s

“Yes! I found her in the community square. Although she’s young, her medical skills are amazing. Mr. Quinnell’s fever cooled down in ten

to ask further, Wynter emerged

two days. He doesn’t need antibiotics. Give him more nebulization. I’ll write you the prescription later. I’ll come

one. He had never admired anyone so much, nor had he ever been so excited, even

sparkling eyes. “Noted, Dr. Genius. Can you teach me the

other doctors quietly gathered around, though without high hopes for

their surprise, Wynter nodded and said calmly, “Sure. You all take

Scion of the

points, and

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nor just one person. The doctors could picture a large group of students listening to

wise, old doctor? Could there be a century–old soul in her body? Otherwise, how could her