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.

young man your grandmother told

a lovely

worked on women of all ages, though his height and. graceful demeanor helped too.

secret crushes on

the fishmonger, flushed in embarrassment when he saw Dalton. It was only moments ago that he

to know Arnold

He smiled graciously and took the

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

focused on helping Wynter carry

about

to scan the payment code when Wynter

all you have to do is stand there and look pretty. I don’t want precious cargo like

Dalton said obediently, grinning.

this.

After all, Dalton hadn’t hesitated to get

some deserving crooks, but now the man was acting

get his hands dirty

side, the bodyguards no longer needed to

great distances.

looks, each of them wondering if Dalton was turning

display. Dalton fell in

selection. “You eat those, don’t

dark hair. “I find it a rather

about butternut squash?” Wynter

don’t like how mushy it gets,”

eyes. “Carrots then.”

this, then frowned and said, “It

concluded that Dalton was an extra

didn’t like and

greens.

was surprised that he

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