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

Chapter 44 Wynter Got Into A Fight

As soon as she heard this, Wynter dashed out from the door before anyone could react. She moved fast, grabbing a wooden stick nearby. Her eyes were cold and fierce.

A crowd had gathered in the alley. All of them were neighbors who had just returned from

the market.

“What’s going on here?”

“They’ve come to find Margaret Yates, saying she had caused someone’s death.”

“It can’t be.”

“Why not? Traditional medicine is hard to tell.”

“I just had my neck treated by her yesterday. Could something have gone wrong?”

“If this is true, we can’t go to her anymore.”

Margaret listened to the murmurs around her. Her hand clutching the cane had turned

white, and her legs were trembling.

The accuser laughed arrogantly, “No wonder you’re living so carefree here. Seems like nobody knows about your past deeds.”

He shook his head and mocked her, “You think it’s still the same as before? Traditional

And you dare to

know what you’re talking about. Move over!” Margaret said coldly, trying

away.

and verbally abused her, “Stop pretending, old cripple. Wasn’t it your idea to send that

head. “Are you talking about

care what her name

here if my aunt hadn’t asked me to come in person. Old

Yarwood family’s medical seminar, right? Here,

an “invitation” at Margaret. “If you think you’re capable,

if

Wypiter Gat

could finish his sentence, Wynter kicked him. The kick landed him on his knees, hitting

to kick me…” The man tried to turn around

hand on his shoulder. She

man couldn’t stand up and tried to

pressed harder. She said slowly,

he started sweating. The pressure on his shoulder felt like a mountain.

this have to do with

patience. Better watch your tone, or

“I’ll dislocate your

The joints around his shoulder were already out of place. He widened his eyes in pain. “Miss…

Margaret was worried that the neighbors

be good for Wynter’s

care about it. She said calmly, “Grandma, such wicked people should be punished, so they can’t