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

Chapter 237 The Enigmatic Village

The village chief had already seen the photos of Wynter and was quite taken with her appearance. He made it clear that he wished to meet her promptly.

Fanny and the others were eager to bring Wynter over as soon as possible, They knew they had to keep up the charade to ensure Wynter remained compliant.

After all, many young women who initially resisted eventually accepted their fate after experiencing intimacy. They settled down In Paradise Village to raise farmilies. Indeed, once a woman transitioned into motherhood, her heart found peace.

As they entered Paradise Village, Fanny Immediately reached out to the matchmaker to arrange a meeting for that evening.

The meeting was set for that night. After all, the longer things took, the more potential for complications.

The journey was far from smooth. The road ahead was riddled with potholes and bumps, causing the van to jostle and shake relentlessly. In terms of infrastructure, some areas were overlooked, resulting in unreliable internet along the road.

When Wynter finally stirred from her slumber, she found the van had come to a halt.

Fanny affectionately looked at her and said, “Wynter, it’s time to get out. Let’s go meet your grandfather.”

tousled, but her composed demeanor remained unchanged. She lifted a hand to her forehead. “I feel

car too long, and the road was rough,” Fanny said, handing her

the luggage from the car. Wynter, clutching her black bag, stood gracefully by the village sign, taking in the quaint path

home is eager to see you,” Fanny urged. Indeed, everyone was eager to welcome the victim they

warmly greeted Dickson when

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back! Is this the girl you brought back from the city this time?” a

woman chimed in.

The Enigmatic Village

his hair. “You bet! Come over for drinks sometime!”

replied with a

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if still shaking off her slumber. Her

to the one who seemed to see through everyone back in the city. Moreover, she would have to switch out of

residence. Indeed, as Fanny had mentioned, their family wasn’t

its tiled roof and spacious courtyard. The yard harbored a small vegetable patch where eggplants and