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

none other than

moonlit snow, and his eyes held depths as profound as

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

a moment’s hesitation, she

from Emstia, couldn’t

there.

the weak friend Dalton had been

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

on Ewan, Wynter greeted

“I brought

casual

but feel somewhat intimidated by

not

the troublemakers away, “Dalton

on Ewan and chuckled lightly. “No need, just a family matter,” she

words, “family matter,” everyone understood

another kick. “Dare to come back again?”

could only mumble

“Mom, are you just going to stand there

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

still wearing a smile, obediently

as she shot Wynter a

it. Instead, she silently helped

troubles recently, the Scotts could easily handle

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

hesitation, she nodded in

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

weak friend Dalton had been so worried

his grasp of the local language as