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

Chapter 284 Wynter’s Formidable and Mysterious Background

Abel was an information collector, and it helped that he loved

indulging in gossip. “No, Boss! The Quinnells are as rich as kings. But if I must be honest, it’s a good thing you’re the long-lost daughter

they’ve been looking for.

“Any other young lady would have a hard time fitting in the Quinnells’ dynamics. It’ll be like feeding chum to the sharks.”

Wynter’s voice was unamused as she asked, “Right, enough of this. Did you find anything on Mr. Rathbone?”

“Mr. Rathbone of Southdale comes from three generations of antique dealers,” Abel replied dutifully as he scrolled through the information he’d found. “Of course, this is just a cover act. In truth, Mr. Rathbone’s grandfather was likely a grave robber.

“Grave-robbing was the Rathbones business operation model until Erwin’s generation, which was when they decided to become legitimate antique dealers, and famous ones at that. They specialized in unwanted artifacts that others were too scared to own.

“At some point, the Rathbones’ business expanded overseas. Now, most of their exhibitions that I can find are held in Kingbourne.”

Wynter’s expression remained unchanged as she took this in. “What do you mean by ‘unwanted artifacts?”

“Probably those that were dug up from the earth,” Abel guessed. He asked in hushed tones, “Boss, do you think those artifacts dug up from the ground are still circulating on the market? The government

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would have seized them all, right?”

“I want more information on Erwin. Find out when he’s coming back to the country. I plan to meet him,” Wynter said instead of answering

fingers tapping against the

was wearing.

began his investigation at once.

the call, Wynter said, “By the way, tell Mr. Lopez

me. I’ll be bringing Grandma to Kingbourne with me sometime

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to need you to find me a house. It

with a courtyard.”

come

house? Boss, won’t you be living with the

she answered nonchalantly. “You said if I did,

to the sharks.”

get some money out of them.” Abel rubbed

hands deviously. “Also, you’re no chum. You can survive them,

waters could bring you down anyway.”

not interested. The

Wolf doesn’t like

let out a low whistle. He

lady would dream to live

only person Abel knew who wasn’t tempted by what the Quinnells had to offer.

and

nothing

decorated with flair. After that, he sat in the center,

old man had never bothered himself with the way eggs