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

Chapter 234 Tricked Back Home

The man, puffing on his cigarette and engrossed in a game on his phone, chuckled, “Well, at least Yvette didn’t deceive us. That girl truly is a beauty.”

“No matter what, we can’t afford any sl*p–ups tomorrow,” the woman said with a frown. ” Yvette didn’t disclose how sharp she is. Look at the questions she asked me. They were all probing!”

This couple had been involved in human trafficking for many years, especially Fanny. She was a master of deception. It was difficult for ordinary people to see through her unless they were experienced detectives.

Unlike Fanny, Dickson Quirk wasn’t as skilled at deception. As a result, he kept his words minimal and concentrated on transportation.

Reassuringly, he said, “You don’t have to worry about tomorrow. We’ll take the usual route. It’s only right for us to meet our daughter, and no one will suspect a thing.

Fanny harbored resentment. “It’s all because of that family. They’re constantly watching us like hawks and hindering our business. With so many children back then, who would’ve known which one belonged to them?”

“Keep your voice down,” Dickson pulled her closer. “We are lucky that the village chief is suppressing this matter. Otherwise, it would have been exposed. Don’t talk about it anymore and avoid them when we go back”

The couple bickered with each other until midnig

The next day dawned, and before Margaret could even prepare breakfast, the couple arrived, bearing a heap of food. Inside the house, Wynter wrote a note to Wolf. After reading it, Wolf nodded knowingly.

The couple waited outsidd. Wynter packed very few belongings, with only a single black bag slung over her shoulder.

taming her waist–length hair, while her attire consisted

was a purple sugilite pendant that added an elegant touch to

him to swiftly approach

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Wynter smiled lightly. The couple didn’t argue over helping her with

couldn’t bear to part with Wynter. Even if it was just for a few days, she showered her with endless reminders. Havenlight County had

long–distance bus. The terrain was rugged, nestled

the bus terminal, Fanny clutched the ticket and explained, “Your father was

minivan.”

Wynter raised an eyebrow in surprise.

was already seated inside waving to them. “Over

the interior was surprisingly spacious. The back seats were folded

driver over the fare. The five–hour mountain

This way, we can stop anytime for you to use

buses.

a medical student, she possessed a keen sense of smell, and the rough terrain of the journey could easily trigger headaches for her. Wynter simply grabbed her black bag and

With w