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

Chapter 41 Meeting The Family?

‘Don’t say too much,” Dalton whispered, still looking incredibly handsome.

Margaret wheeled herself closer and said to Dalton and the others, “It’s the first time Wynter has brought friends to the medicine store. You kids have fun.

“There’s tea in the courtyard. Drink it up to help with digestion. I’ll go out and buy some shrimp to cook for you.”

Margaret had a keen eye for people. She knew this young man was not an ordinary person and might not really be a friend of Wynter’s. But seeing her granddaughter bring someone

home made her happy.

In the past, Wynter didn’t like this medicine store. She used to say that staying here made her smell like herbs. Her classmates would tease her. So, she wouldn’t stay for meals.

Wynter used to visit Margaret secretly, not wanting others to know. She was afraid that she would get a lecture from Wanda when she returned home.

Margaret understood that even though she had raised Wynter, she would naturally feel closer to her mother. And Wanda wasn’t likely to speak well of Margaret in front of Wynter.

Margaret was aware of all this.

Later, as Wynter grew up, her visits became less frequent. Sometimes, only once in six

always said she was

her head, things changed. Not only did her personality seem

with how things were. She never expected Wynter to follow in her footsteps and take over her job. She had raised Wynter and knew her granddaughter didn’t really have

all about status. Once Wynter was out of their circle,

young men seemed nice. At least they were

too friendly. Even Ethan couldn’t keep

Dalton had a sensitive stomach. Hence, he couldn’t risk eating

wrong, Ethan’s job

all want to eat. Please buy more. And get a pumpkin. I want to make

don’t… Ethan tried to

interrupted, “We’ll

at Margaret with a faint smile, showing impeccable manners.

He can help carry

need. You kids chat. I need

but he couldn’t

go with

“Grandma and Susan Perry go to the market together every day. You don’t

too,” Margaret said as she picked up an

friendly plastic bag.