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?”

met with the sight of a face so

none other than her

regality, his skin akin to moonlit snow, and his eyes held depths as profound as ancient chants, captivating

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tumultuous heart gradually quieted, likely soothed by

moment’s hesitation, she

had flown in from Emstia,

there.

it appeared this was the weak

his grasp of the

on Ewan,

of,” Dalton replied, “I brought him

and greeted him with a casual “Hi.” Her attitude toward

but feel somewhat intimidated by

not

troublemakers away, “Dalton

lifted her foot from where it had been on Ewan and

everyone understood it was best not

another kick. “Dare

only mumble

at Margaret and scolded, “Mom, are you just going to stand there and watch

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

wearing a smile, obediently

darkened as she shot Wynter a malicious

it. Instead, she silently helped

the troubles recently, the Scotts could

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once tumultuous heart gradually quieted, likely soothed by the calming

a moment’s hesitation, she nodded

couldn’t help but wonder who

appeared this was the weak friend

grasp of the local