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?”

she was met with the sight of a

none other

exuded regality, his skin akin to moonlit snow, and his eyes held

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her once tumultuous heart gradually quieted,

a moment’s hesitation, she nodded in

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

there.

this was the weak friend

his grasp of the

Ewan, Wynter greeted casually, “Is this your

Dalton replied, “I brought him here for

Smith and greeted him with a casual

couldn’t help but feel somewhat intimidated by her

not

take the troublemakers away, “Dalton

her foot from where it had been on Ewan and chuckled lightly. “No

matter,” everyone understood it was

“Dare to come

could only mumble

just going

mother–son relationship,” Margaret said. She let out

wearing a smile, obediently

as she shot Wynter a malicious

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

recently, the Scotts could easily handle someone like

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locked eyes with him, her once tumultuous heart gradually quieted, likely soothed by the

a moment’s hesitation, she

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

was the weak friend Dalton had

being Emstian, couldn’t help but doubt his grasp of the local language as he pondered