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.

around wildly and

get any more answers out of Fanny. Such was the ugly truth of Paradise Village, and

colors to

and be brave enough to broaden their horizons. They had to know there was a bigger world

out there.

mountains, hidden from the real world. At

up saving someone’s life.

the spell that had been put

it. Perhaps

known for practicing witchcraft in this day and

of her pondering. It was expensive to

someone to use voodoo on Fanny,

been desperate to keep Wynter’s identity a secret.

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smile curled on Wynter’s l*ps. It was easy enough to find

something like

so many interests to consider, the most important

It was

the latter option was

practical one.

her gaze and typed out a text

Abel was gnawing on his pencil.

work to attain the same results before they

that he hadn’t heard in a while sounded through the

typed his replies in