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.

grandmother told us you were seeing? My goodness,

two make a lovely couple!

all ages, though his height and. graceful

who had secret

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

to know Arnold

He smiled

fish from Arnold, then

so focused on helping Wynter carry her

about his allergies.

to scan the payment code when

and look pretty. I don’t

Dalton said obediently, grinning.

fell speechless at this. They never

would come. After all, Dalton hadn’t hesitated to get blood on

to punish some deserving crooks, but now the man was acting

his hands dirty

bright side, the bodyguards no longer needed to drive across

great distances.

looks, each of them wondering if Dalton was turning over

Wynter perused the vegetables on display. Dalton

the radish selection. “You eat those, don’t

hair. “I find

butternut squash?” Wynter

mushy it gets,” he replied.

eyes. “Carrots then.”

and said, “It smells funky to

concluded that Dalton was an extra picky

he didn’t like and settled for

greens.

was surprised that he