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

Chapter 175 Dalton Still Cares

The woman’s voice in the audio was sultry, followed by the sound of clothes rustling. Anyone who listened knew at once what had happened after that.

At that moment, Karina blanched. She glanced toward the crowd, where Edmund Anderson, the vice principal, stood grimacing.

He sported a bulging belly and a balding head. Waving his arms frantically, he yelled, “Turn it off! Tell the school radio station to turn it off right now!”

The students manning the radio station had wanted to turn off the audio as soon as they realized their mistake. However, the content was so scandalous that they froze in shock.

More to the point, they had no idea how the audio could have been routed into the broadcasting system in the first place.

It was as if someone had taken control of their radio station.

Little did they know, someone had indeed taken control of their radio station, albeit remotely. The person behind this was not in the school compound but at the Chamber of

Commerce.

Wolf was attending a dinner party with Larry when Wynter assigned him the mission.

to give him, and only him, several helpings of food. They kept the lamb chops, the dessert, and everything else

had come with Larry. The presidents of renowned companies in Southdale all presumed Wolf was Larry’s son and dared not condemn the child’s eating habits. They even lauded

got such a healthy

single word throughout dinner. He looked clean and proper, not to mention aloof. He

Larry.

the watch on his wrist beeped. His dark eyes lit up as a grin stretched across his innocent–looking

which he then connected to a portable keyboard. Just like that, he sat down in the center of the

couldn’t tell what game Wolf was playing to make him look

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Mr. Hilton.” “Oh, um, yes.” Larry was more approachable than usual

the serious look on Wolf’s face, Larry knew the child was up to something and not to

this from where he sat

had been keeping an eye on Wolf, and he would come in from time

Dalton, could

teacup to his l*ps as his grey brows furrowed. “You seem to care a lot about