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

Chapter 246 Cursed

“What a day,” Wynter sighed, pulling her gaze away. Standing in the doorway, she was effectively blocking any chance of escape.

Her tone was casual as always. “Alright, let’s cut the act. Can someone please tell me where the key to the cellar is?”

Fanny was now barely clinging to life. Regret was evident in her eyes. Nathan scowled, muttering curses at Wynter in their local dialect.

Although Wynter couldn’t understand him, she wasn’t st*pid. She forcefully pulled Nathan over. “You should know.”

Gary went berserk. “You dare touch my grandpa! I’ll kill you!”

Wynter didn’t bother to pay him much attention. She was ready to fight off anyone who came her way.

“You even assault the elderly. You’re a despicable human being!” Gary gasped for air as he spoke.

Wynter’s voice remained calm as she said, “He’s not an elderly man. He’s an old scoundrel who’s corrupt to the core. Just like your parents, they trafficked people while he bred dogs to attack people. I’m just serving justice.”

Nathan’s face flushed with anger, his language turning foul, “You little bi…”

him across the face and

when your grandson’s poison sets in the Quirks family will be history.”

spoke, Nathan’s expression changed drastically.

kneeling, cried out, “Just give it to her! Gary

hag. The one

Now, he aimed to stall, hoping the village would notice the unusual

times the officials had visited before.

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unexpected aggression today, he wouldn’t have exposed himself. After all, he was a well–regarded

wearing thin. “Three,

Wynter could count to one, Gary suddenly hugged himself. He was shivering all over

in his rural accent. “The key’s in my coat pocket!” After saying

Nathan wondered if it meant the Quirks were done for. He glared with cloudy eyes, still unwilling to accept defeat. He reached

help but think that the Quirks were fools. If there were any

to be going right. He couldn’t even get

fast, taping everyone’s m*uths shut and locking the door with the key she held. She threw a black bag at Yarra and told her to

the blue, a little girl holding a stuffed bunny dashed into the yard, asking Yarra, “Why