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.

told us you were seeing? My goodness, he’s

lovely

ages, though

Waterview Alley who had secret crushes on Wynter couldn’t help conceding to Dalton’s

Hammond, the fishmonger, flushed in embarrassment when he saw Dalton. It was

didn’t need to look to know Arnold

He smiled graciously and took the

then said, “Thanks. How much is it?”

was so focused on helping

about his allergies.

scan the payment code when Wynter

there and look pretty. I don’t want precious

said obediently,

speechless at this. They

hadn’t hesitated to get blood on

but now

his hands

bodyguards no longer needed to drive across

great distances.

dubious looks, each of them wondering if Dalton was turning over a

perused the vegetables on display.

selection. “You eat

dark hair. “I find

butternut squash?”

don’t like how mushy it gets,” he replied.

eyes. “Carrots

considered this, then frowned and said, “It smells funky to me.”

was an extra picky

vegetables he didn’t like and settled

greens.

was surprised that he hadn’t minded swallowing