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.

Zenith herbs had made her immune to all kinds

was more than

tapped on the table,

someone marked by the

the Grim Reaper favored more, Dalton or the

no one could take away the person

her gaze, reorganizing her treatment

been driven away,

the steering wheel again and again, her

the start. Look

back, Ewan’s eyes glimmered with a hint

he had badly behaved, Margret would still care about him even when he

irritated her.

concern for him at all a moment

talking to you. Don’t you have anything to say?” Wanda pinched Ewan’s arm. “Stop

you think something was off about

“Now that she’s got her live stream, she doesn’t give a

listened, 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

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