Chapter 33 Make the Scotts and the Gibsons Go Bankrupt

“Don’t worry about my studies,” Wynter pushed Margaret forward. “Just take good care of yourself. Listen to Wolf and eat less sweets.”

Margaret muttered, “How can you not study? I heard Yvette is excellent in studies.”

“Isn’t that great? Your granddaughter is smart like you,” Wynter chuckled.

Margaret raised her head. “What about you? What will you do in the future?”

“I can make money. I’ll survive.” Wynter took off Margaret’s shoes and socks. “Wolf, bring me a bucket of water.”

Wolf hummed a response. He lifted a bucket, ran to fill it with water, and ran back again. He was strong and energetic.

Wynter was used to it.

Margaret laughed. “Wolf only becomes stronger but doesn’t grow taller. The day before yesterday, our neighbor bought a pair of lion statues but couldn’t carry them. He just went and lifted them without fear of breaking his hands.”

Hearing this, Wynter raised her head.

Wolf paused.

chuckled. “He’s young and

hand. “Is that normal strength? It’s scary. Susan next door turned pale when she saw

nonchalantly. “Did you

Wolf nodded dully.

me, you’re currently attending a college. It’s difficult to get

interrupted her with a smile, “There

she was a child, Margaret knew she never

decided to brazenly return to her old

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to

door, Wolf made

Wynter said in a calm voice, “You go to bed. I’ll find

take just about anything. It didn’t seem like she had lost her mind, but rather like someone

the traditional medicine clinic most. This

eyes suddenly turned cold. It seemed banning the Gibson family wasn’t enough to

slowly, and the locust flowers fell and scattered in the courtyard. Wynter walked over, picked one up, and put it in her m*uth. It

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