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

tapped her hand. “Is that normal strength? It’s scary. Susan next door turned

nonchalantly. “Did you hear that?

Wolf nodded dully.

confused by you again. Listen to me, you’re currently attending a

Wynter interrupted her with a smile, “There is no need. I can do

Margaret knew she

to brazenly return to her old social circle

33 Make the Scotts

212

soaked her feet and went to

outside the door, Wolf made a

“You go to bed. I’ll find a way

dared to take just about anything. It didn’t seem like she had

the traditional medicine clinic most. This time, she had suddenly taken the Zenith herb. The

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

breeze blew slowly, and the locust flowers fell and scattered in the courtyard. Wynter walked

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255