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

Chapter 298 Under Review

Fabian looked at the electronic ticket on Wynter’s phone. He had two

more hours left until the train ride, which meant he could stay for

another hour of tea.

He brightened up at this and went back to chatting with Margaret.

Wynter went into one of the rooms and packed Fabian’s medication for him. Before Fabian and Ryan left for the train, she handed the medication to Ryan and said, “Alexis told me that no one tampered with Grandpa’s last prescription, but Grandpa’s breathing was labored

when I examined him.

“Could you keep an eye on his diet, and he follows through with it? He can take everything else in moderation. I’ll examine him again once I

go over to Kingbourne.”

Fabian’s condition had improved considerably in the last two days..

He had been coughing when he first arrived, but if his flushed ch*eks were any indication, he was much better now.

Wynter also insisted that he carry his medication on his perso

Fabian had planned on getting some work done on the train, but the medication Wynter gave him contained a mild relaxant. That, coupled.

with the comfort of the premium coach, put Fabian to sleep before

the train even left the district. He had never been this relaxed before.

to Kingbourne required more packing

help Wynter, but she turned him

she didn’t want him

forgotten how their equipment was lost as a result

Wynter shoved him out. “Shouldn’t

helping?”

I need you,” she said curtly. “Grandma needs help moving because of her bad leg, so

then. Bye.”

she slammed the door in his

him clear.

speechless. He had given Wynter the impression that he was overly fragile and couldn’t contribute

becoming a driver.

staring skyward in exasperation. This was the first time they had seen anyone slam a door

point, they wondered if Dalton had succeeded in becoming Wynter’s

Wynter’s sight, he had

and returned to his usual mposing self. He looked

quiet until one of their phones suddenly

Yarwood, it’s your grandfather,” the

Dalton stood next to it as he took the phone from the bodyguard, and

call through. “Hey, Grandpa.”

wasn’t joking about what he reported back

though he sounded happy on the phone. “If you’re lying to me, I’ll beat

pretty sure Max fed you some intel before this. I thought

cleared his throat to mask his guilt and said, “Don’t change

engaged?”