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

Chapter 317 Precious Cargo

Alexis did not hold back. He named the people who had dropped by the house and described whatever they had carried on their persons.

“Ms. Naomi, whom the Quinnells sponsored, came by yesterday with

tonic for Mr. Quinnell Senior,” he said.

Wynter raised a brow. “Tonic?”

“Yes. She would drop by the company at first, but lately, she’s been

delivering tonics to the house,” Alexis elaborated.

“Assuming Grandpa didn’t drink it, I don’t think the tonic is the issue

here,” Wynter remarked plainly.

“Mr. Quinnell Senior didn’t take one sip of it,” Alexis confirmed. “I

didn’t let anyone into the house either. The only ones who came in

were the chef and Mr. Quinnell.

Wynter’s gaze darkened. “Mr. Quinnell?”

“Your father,” Alexis clarified, though he sounded reluctant to dive

into this conversation. “He got into a fight with Mr, Quinnell Senior

earlier.”

On the other line, Wynter appeared to be in deep thought. After a long pause, she said, “Alexis, could you prepare a few medicinal

ingredients for me? In the meantime, keep an eye on Grandpa and don’t let him see anyone until I get there, even Mr. Quinnell.”

The formality with which she addressed Shane told Alexis enough- she wouldn’t acknowledge Shane as her father anytime soon.

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“Don’t worry, Ms, Quinnell, I’ll take good care of Mr. Quinnell Senior,”

Alexis promised solemnly.

Alexis,” Wynter said. Her tone grew serious as she added, ”

let anyone see Grandpa

had been feeling that something was off ever since she

nightmare weeks ago.

Fabian would have more than a

despite his condition, unless somebody

person poisoning Fabian must have been

Fabian wouldn’t

down.

phone as she contemplated. The toxins

could be slow

to worsen so suddenly today meant someone had probably predicted

asleep and did not know of Wynter’s phone conversation. Wolf, on the

signing something.

driver assigned to bring them to Kingbourne

shook her head

as the Alpard was,

He signed furiously, “Was this driver

on us? I don’t

Precious

and sent

can find on the Quinnells before we reach our

destination.”

at the message on the

typing in codes.

turned to the driver and requested that he speed up. The driver

looked unassuming, he was well-

versed in combat.

the Yarwoods’ family

clear-Wynter might

Dalton, she

Yarwood

not disobey her. He sped up accordingly,

fleet of cars behind

qutside Fabian’s study at

trying to force his

as ever, even as he refused to

relented. He sighed and said, “Fine, I won’t go in,