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

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

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heart gradually quieted, likely soothed by

a moment’s hesitation, she nodded in

from Emstia, couldn’t help but wonder who was

there.

was the weak friend

grasp of the

one foot still planted on Ewan, Wynter

Dalton replied, “I

turned to Smith and greeted him with a casual “Hi.” Her attitude toward the

feel somewhat

or not

take the troublemakers away,

lifted her foot from where it had been on Ewan and chuckled lightly. “No need, just a family matter,” she

words, “family matter,” everyone understood it was best not to

Ewan another kick. “Dare to come back

only

“Mom, are you just

no longer have a mother–son relationship,” Margaret said. She let out a sigh and turned to Wynter. “Wynter,

still wearing a

she

this time she didn’t act upon it. Instead, she silently helped Ewan up and left without a

Scotts could easily handle someone

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

a moment’s hesitation,

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

was the weak friend Dalton had been

of the local language as he pondered which