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 impeccably

none other

moonlit snow, and his eyes

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quieted, likely soothed by the calming essence of

a moment’s hesitation, she nodded

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

there.

this was the weak friend Dalton had been so worried

grasp of the local language as he pondered which aspect of Wynter appeared

one foot still planted on Ewan, Wynter greeted casually,

of,” Dalton replied, “I brought

a casual “Hi.”

Smith couldn’t help but feel somewhat intimidated by

or not to

the troublemakers

on Ewan and chuckled

words, “family matter,” everyone understood it

kick. “Dare to

only

scolded, “Mom, are you just going to stand there

said. She let out a sigh and turned to Wynter.

wearing a smile, obediently

she shot Wynter

Instead, she silently helped

recently, the Scotts could

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heart gradually quieted, likely soothed by the calming essence

hesitation, she

flown in from Emstia, couldn’t help

it appeared this was the weak friend

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

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