Chapter 276 Atwater Munoz’s Fable

Perhaps it was because Dalton had such nice wrists that he made

wearing a scrunchie look fashionable and elegant.

Wynter couldn’t resist glancing at his wrist a second time. Suddenly,

she asked, “So what’s the Quinnells’ stance on this whole Ms.

Quinnell business?”

“Mr. Quinnell Senior spent many years searching for her,” Dalton began with a smile, pushing the plate of pizza toward Wynter. “Why the sudden curiosity?”

She feigned nonchalance. “I figured I’d get to know my patient a little

better. You’re a distant relative of his, after all.”

Dalton was adding a few splashes of tabasco to his pizza when

Wynter’s answer made him pause.

He confessed pleasantly, “Technically, I’m not. Our grandfathers just

knew each other. If we were related, then I wouldn’t have been

engaged to Ms. Quinnell in the first place.”

It was only then that Wynter was reminded of the engagement. She gave Dalton an odd look.

called off. There’s no bad blood, though, now that the Quinnells

said. She took another bite of her pizza. She didn’t mind. that the engagement had been called off. She had no intention of getting

elaborated, “I’ve

whole engagement happened when we were children,

my family believed in a so-called fable and wanted me to

fable?” Wynter’s interest

know everything about herself. Besides,

deep for information.

y, she

of his shirt, Dalton surveyed Wynter in amusement, his dark eyes glittering. “There was this great fortune- teller who told my family that I would not live past the age of 30

married Ms.

“Fortune-teller? More like a charlatan.”

quiet her. “Hush, you’re still too young and healthy to need to consult

you’re probably too young to know that Atwater Munoz was a great fortune-teller whose predictions had saved lives. He was a master of his craft. So don’t

fortune upon yourself.”

in his beautiful, dark

him a cynical look. “Atwater

of pizza onto

her memory served her well, Atwater’s last name was Munoz too. She silently

th_y_Hathate) Mutor=Fabile:

moment, she remembered Atwater’s drunken soliloquy

while ago.

found you somebody that I think you’ll like based on your past preferences. He’s got a

that. Wynter never took him seriously, But looking back, she wondered if he had

for her benefit.

herself at a loss for words. “You shouldn’t get so hung up on what a fortune-teller said. Proper medical treatment is rooted in

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