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

Chapter 296 Picky Eater

Dalton arrived at the farmer’s market to see Wynter bustling around, giving consultation to the market folk instead of buying groceries.

He had never seen anyone more well-liked by senior citizens than

Wynter.

Before coming to Southdale, Dalton had intended to pull some strings for Wynter’s sake, only to realize that she didn’t need his help at all. He was even more surprised to learn that she knew Jackson

personally.

Dalton watched Wynter from a distance as he toyed with his beaded

bracelet, his expression pensive.

Wynter, on the other hand, didn’t notice Dalton at all. She went around examining the pulses of the market folk, carrying her grocery basket

in her free hand.

Suddenly, someone took the basket away.

She whirled around to see Dalton staring at her. He was as handsome

as ever, with a bookish charm to his appearance. She noticed that he looked less intimidating today, but that was probably because he

wasn’t wearing his glasses.

Wynter could tell he had put in effort to avoid drawing attention to himself. He had foregone his usual business attire in favor of a

windbreaker.

Unfortunately, his plan of blending in with the market folk failed, for

the elderly folk swarmed around him as soon as he showed up.

man your grandmother told us you were seeing?

make a lovely couple!

worked on women of all ages, though his

young men from Waterview Alley who had secret crushes on Wynter couldn’t help conceding to Dalton’s superiority.

Dalton. It

know Arnold was embarrassed, but he

give Arnold a hard time. He smiled graciously and took

fish from Arnold, then said, “Thanks. How much is

so focused on helping Wynter

about his

scan the payment code when

do is stand there and look pretty. I don’t

Dalton said obediently,

speechless at this.

all, Dalton hadn’t hesitated to get blood on

crooks, but now

his hands

the bright side, the bodyguards no longer needed

great distances.

them wondering if

the vegetables on display. Dalton fell in step behind her.

selection.

dark hair. “I find it a rather

butternut squash?” Wynter

like how mushy it gets,” he replied.

eyes. “Carrots

considered this, then frowned and said, “It smells funky

concluded that Dalton was an extra picky eater, Wynter

buying all the vegetables he didn’t like and settled

greens.

surprised that he hadn’t minded swallowing