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

Chapter 325 Private Conversation

Wynter set her black purse down and raised a brow at Wolf. “What’s

going on here?”

Dalton glanced at the fish tank and hid his smile. “I don’t think we can

go to the aquarium tomorrow if Wolf continues to flaunt his… special

ability.”

Wynter followed Dalton’s gaze and saw the dead fish in the tank. The

fish were foaming at their m*uths, and she knew she couldn’t cover for Wolf anymore.

She chewed on her fruit-flavored candy and chuckled as she asked

Dalton, “Shall we take this conversation downstairs?”

Margaret was peeling an apple for Wynter when she heard this. “Why

can’t you talk here?”

“It’s about the Quinnells, a topic he is quite the expert on. Also, it’s a highly confidential matter,” Wynter explained. Margaret didn’t stop Wynter from leaving after hearing her explanation.

Dalton, on the other hand, straightened up and said casually, “Very well then. We can also discuss how we should introduce you to my parents.”

Wolf looked up at Dalton in alarm, wondering what he was going on about. Wynter suddenly stopped biting her candy. Margaret was the only one who chuckled..

“Well, that’s very sweet of you, Ernest, but why rush these things? You and Wynter have only gone out for a couple of weeks.”

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a bit, Madam Margaret,” Dalton countered good-naturedly. “With my busy schedule, I’m afraid Wynter might get sick of not seeing me often enough and change her mind about me. I’d better make things official

then,” Margaret said teasingly, though she directed this at Wynter more

family introductions, and she took it as a sign that he was serious about Wynter. Far be it from her to stop

narrowed her eyes at him. “Care

delicate profile a sidelong glance. Amused, asked,

away. She didn’t like staring at his pretty

behind her ear and coaxed, “My grandfather has been pestering

Kingbourne. I told him I’d have to

first.”

wasn’t as if Dalton could use the family

wait if you want.” Dalton’s usual aloofness was replaced

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understanding as he added, “You don’t have to meet

until you’re ready.”

that moment, the elevator doors opened, and an entourage of black-clad

at attention when they saw Dalton.

Yarwood!” they greeted in

a low profile in Southdale,

he no longer had to hide

scion who ruled the upper-crust

out

warm and cast an enchanting glow over the

drinks behind the

still playing.

two chefs in charge of the international cuisine in the restaura

their

only customers