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.

that her cultivation of Zenith herbs

there was more than just

fingers rhythmically tapped on the table, her l*ps curled

indeed someone marked by the

Reaper favored more, Dalton or the scion

one thing was certain: no one could take away

gaze, reorganizing her treatment

had been

pounded the steering wheel again

the start. Look at her, she won’t stop until she ruins

Ewan’s eyes glimmered with

no matter how he had badly behaved, Margret would still care about him

irritated her.

no signs of concern

you. Don’t you have anything to

“Don’t you think

she’s got her live stream, she doesn’t give a damn about us

I’ve told you not to

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