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.

herbs had made her immune to all kinds of

more than just

tapped on the table,

indeed someone marked by the Grim

Reaper favored more,

thing was certain: no one could

her gaze, reorganizing

had been

the car, she pounded the steering wheel

Wynter from the start. Look at her, she won’t

back, Ewan’s eyes glimmered with

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

irritated her.

had shown no signs of concern for

to say?” Wanda pinched Ewan’s arm.

“Don’t you think something was off

more stubborn, that’s all.” Wanda scoffed. “Now that she’s got her live stream, she doesn’t give a damn about us

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

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