The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

The Envlable Mr. Yarwood

Max wasn’t daft; he realized he was being led into a trap. Puffing out his ch*eks, he replied, “Boss is kind to us too!”

“Oh, really?” Wynter’s eyes twinkled with disappointment. She had hoped to glean some useful information, but Max, despite his loquaciousness, was quick on the uptake.

Max nodded solemnly. “Boss has no flaws!”

“Is that so?” Wynter’s voice was calm. “Just a moment ago, you said I would be the one hurt.”

Max’s scalp tingled. “I was just talking nonsense. Boss is genuinely interested in you. He won’t let you down, even if your backgrounds are different!”

“Is that so?” Wynter casually twirled her abacus, a faint smile playing on her l*ps. “Unfortunately, your boss and I are only putting on a show. How did you come to believe he’s genuinely interested in me?”

Max was taken aback. “Putting on a show?”

she tied up her hair and turned to the medicine cabinet. “Yes, it’s

was baffled. “Why are you putting on this

sake,” Wynter replied. She deftly prepared the medicine, effortlessly measuring the right amount of

was the only one capable of curing Dalton, why would he go as far as reciprocating

ed this?

be that Theo’s relentless push for

up as he finally

Max and Wynter were talking

Despite Dalton’s esteemed

were ingrained in his character. Instead of waiting for Margaret to pour the tea, he gracefully took it upon himself to prepare it.

has always been independent. She never relies

a glint of sincerity in his eyes reflected by the tea cup. “She’s genuine to the core. If it’s hers, she’ll want it; if it’s not, she