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

Chapter 146 Meeting Mr. Yarwood

Wynter’s kick struck brutally, leaving Ewan bloodied and sprawled on the ground.

Wanda, trembling with fear, dared not speak a word.

Wynter’s eyes simmered with anger as she half–bent to lift him up. She said, “I never wanted to resort to violence in front of Grandma, but someone like you truly deserves it.”

Ewan cowered. He cast a desperate glance at Margaret and begged, “Mom, do something, please!”

“Only now you decide to call her ‘Mom‘?” Wynter’s eyes blazed with crimson fury as she lifted his face. “When you tossed Grandma out, did you conveniently forget she’s your

mother?”

“Thud!” Wynter’s next blow reverberated like thunder. The tangible hostility emanating from her sent shivers of dread down the entire alleyway.

Being by Margaret’s side, she had suppressed her emotions for too long, always putting on a

facade.

She wasn’t exactly a saint to begin with, and this sudden outburst shook everyone to the

core.

Downstairs at the Chamber of Commerce, Wolf stopped next to Larry.

Before Larry could ask anything, Wolf looked up, and his eyes returned to their usual color.

In the rugged terrain of Southdale’s deep mountains, a dark omen unfolded as a flock of ravens soared ominously toward the city, ecl*psing the once bright sky.

Wanda’s hands shook as she reached for her phone to call the police. “You’re going to kill

him!” she exclaimed.

Wynter’s gaze narrowed as she was poised to strike.

Out of nowhere, a cold, pale hand delicately enclosed her wrist, suffused with the soothing scent of medicine. A voice, cold yet melodious, reached her ears, “Has someone been mistreating you?”

turned, she was met with the sight of a face so

other than

and his eyes held depths as profound as ancient chants, captivating her soul

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him, her once tumultuous heart gradually quieted, likely soothed by the calming essence of

hesitation, she nodded

Smith, who had flown in from Emstia, couldn’t help but wonder who was

there.

was the weak friend Dalton had been

of the local language as he pondered

Ewan, Wynter greeted casually, “Is this your

of,” Dalton replied, “I brought him here

and greeted him with a casual “Hi.”

Smith couldn’t help but feel somewhat intimidated

not

the troublemakers away, “Dalton interjected

on Ewan and

words, “family matter,” everyone understood

kick. “Dare to come back again?” she

only

you just going to stand there and

relationship,” Margaret said. She let out a sigh and turned to Wynter. “Wynter,

wearing a smile,

as she shot Wynter

she didn’t act upon it. Instead, she silently helped Ewan up

troubles recently, the Scotts could easily handle someone like

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eyes with him, her once tumultuous heart gradually quieted, likely soothed by the calming essence of the

a moment’s hesitation, she nodded in

from Emstia, couldn’t help but wonder

this was the weak friend Dalton had been so

of the local