Chapter 159 Something Fishy About Daltor’s Blood

Wynter was still playing with the purple sugilite pendant she had obtained from Dalton in the clinic in Waterview Alley.

Something fell off that day. It wasn’t just her intermittent explosive disorder; there was also this piece of purple sugilite that seemed oddly familiar to her.

If her memory served right, this pendant should be hers, so how did it end up being Dalton’s personal possession?

Feeling confused, Wynter rubbed her temple with her fingers, her eyes shimmering faintly.

Though only some fragmented images, she was gradually recollecting her memories now. But it still required some time.

Wynter hung the purple sugilite pendant back to her waist, her fingertips grazing her l*ps.

She couldn’t help but wonder what exactly the blood of that patient of hers had that could make her act

so abnormally.

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After all, Wynter’s medical skills were honed by using herself as a lab rat she had tried both good and bad medicines on herself.

cultivation of Zenith herbs had made her immune to

was more than just

rhythmically tapped on the

indeed someone marked by the

Reaper favored more, Dalton or the scion

one thing was certain: no one could take away the person she decided to

reorganizing her treatment plan once

had been driven away, still

in the car, she pounded the steering wheel

start. Look at

Ewan’s eyes glimmered with a hint

matter how he had badly behaved, Margret would still

irritated her.

shown no signs of concern for him at

you have anything to say?” Wanda pinched Ewan’s arm.

“Don’t you think something was off about the old

that she’s got

the more annoyed he felt. “That’s my mother you’re talking. I’ve told you not to go too far before, but did you listen? No, and you drove her back into the

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