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

Chapter 272 It’s Me Wynter

Wynter asked slowly, “Who was it?”

“I… I don’t know.” Fanny looked terrified as her gaze darted from left to right. “I can’t say it, not to anyone. It’ll be the end of me!”

Wynter observed Fanny’s frantic state and incoherent muttering. The symptoms seemed familiar. At the thought of this, Wynter reached out to take Fanny’s pulse. It was beating erratically.

Wynter grabbed Fanny by the jaw and forced Fanny to meet her gaze.

Her expression darkened as she asked, “Has someone hypnotized

you before?”

“It’ll be the end of me.” Fanny began to slap herself like she had gone insane. “Keep your m*uth shut! Keep your m*uth shut!”

The next second, she broke down sobbing. “Yvette, you’re my only hope. You have to do well in medicine. Once you graduate, I can

with you in the big city.”

She clutched Wynter’s hand. “Yvette, did you buy your brother a house like you promised? I knew I could depend on you. You’re much better than that useless daughter of mine!”

Wynter stiffened at this information. “You have a daughter?”

“I had a hard time conceiving, and childbirth was rough. I had a daughter in the end, but what good was that?” Fanny muttered.

She then stared at Wynter, belligerent. “How did I only end up with a

daughter? She was a curse to me, and she was sick all the time. I decided she was better off dead and smothered her.

a boy this time!” She looked around wildly and grabbed

Such was the ugly truth of Paradise Village, and Wynter could do nothing to change it.

true colors

be educated and be brave enough to broaden their horizons. They had

out there.

these mountains, hidden from the real world. At least Wynter’s trip

ended up saving someone’s

had been put on Fanny, Wynter figured that a

could have been behind it.

for practicing witchcraft in this day and

against the edge of her bed, a telltale sign of her pondering. It

to use voodoo on

desperate to keep Wynter’s identity

va

l*ps. It was easy enough to

do something like that.

so many interests to consider,

charm. It was either that or seek out the

Wynter thought the

practical one.

lowered her gaze and typed out a text before sending it out.

Abel was gnawing on

attain the same results before they could leave

hadn’t heard in a while sounded through the

upright and quickly typed his replies in quick succession.