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.

Kingbourne required more packing than anyone

stay and help Wynter,

him to see Wolf’s

hadn’t forgotten how their equipment was lost as a

still grinning when Wynter shoved him out. “Shouldn’t I

helping?”

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

then. Bye.”

she slammed the door in

him clear.

He had given Wynter the impression that he was overly

becoming a

bodyguards were staring skyward in exasperation. This was the first time they had

if Dalton had succeeded in

was out of Wynter’s sight,

his usual mposing self. He looked particularly domineering in the moonlight.

one of their

Yarwood, it’s your grandfather,”

next to it as he took the phone from the bodyguard, and he only slid

putting the call through.

Samson wasn’t joking

phone. “If you’re lying to me,

fed you some intel before this. I thought you’d be less surprised.”

Theo cleared his throat to mask his guilt and said, “Don’t change the subject. Are you serious about getting

engaged?”