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

Chapter 166 Who’s That Messing with Dalton

Dalton’s gaze lingered on the top floor of the Chamber of Commerce for a while before he replied with a meaningful smile, “I do indeed know Ms. Quinnell.”

Upon hearing his answer, Wynter narrowed her eyes, her demeanor turning somewhat dangerous.

She was wondering how much Mr. Yarwood had found out about her, and whether she needed to personally visit him to discuss matters.

Then, she heard the sound of fabric rustling, followed by the striking of a lighter from the other end of the phone. Perhaps Mr. Yarwood had risen to light a cigarette.

Dalton then said in a calm voice, “You saved my brother Anthony. I was in the car at that time, and Anthony kept asking to see you, so I sent him back to Kingbourne. I’ve always wanted to thank you personally, but my poor health condition prevented me from doing so.”

Sent Anthony back? “Thrown” seemed more appropriate from his tone though.

Nevertheless, it all made sense now. So, he was following her closely because she had saved his brother.

Wynter toyed with the sugilite pendant in her hand, her hostility dissipating.

But then again, Mr. Yarwood sure had an unconventional way of expressing gratitude.

melancholy, “I still find it rather concerning about the fact that Ms. Quinnell refuses to

couldn’t help but

women. Since I’m a woman, I’m afraid it wouldn’t be suitable for me to treat you,” she

coughed lightly, his smile remained. “I

Wynter’s hands paused. Then, she replied with a

had told her about Mr. Yarwood carrying a myriad of personal

felt pity for Mr. Yarwood, who was

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personal struggles, Wynter lazily tossed some stones and asked Atwater, “What

shadow on her,

still made Wynter

he had to be so mysterious and cryptic; his words

gone somewhere

of

see what Mr. Yarwood, the tyrant of Sorzada City,

she hadn’t had any

network to peek at his picture while chatting with him now, but that wasn’t