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.

Her tone grew

see Grandpa until I get there.”

was off ever since she

nightmare weeks ago.

circumstances, Fabian would have more than a year to

unless somebody was

the person poisoning Fabian

or Fabian wouldn’t have

down.

as she contemplated. The toxins that had

could be slow or fast-acting.

condition to worsen so suddenly today meant someone had probably predicted his

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

signing something.

the driver assigned to

shook her head at

the Alpard was, Wolf

furiously, “Was this driver assigned to

eye on us? I don’t like

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tablet and sent a message

find on

destination.”

the tablet and grinned. He

typing in codes.

requested

looked

versed in combat.

was the Yarwoods’

might have been the

Dalton, she

Yarwood

such, the driver dared not disobey her. He sped

fleet of cars behind

Shane was still standing qutside Fabian’s study at

his way in.

even as he refused

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