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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Dalton countered good-naturedly. “With my busy schedule, I’m afraid Wynter might get sick of not seeing me often enough

both work things out during your talk then,” Margaret said teasingly, though she directed this at

family introductions, and she took it as a sign that

Dalton after that. In the privacy of the elevator, she narrowed her eyes at him. “Care to explain why you decided to bring up the matter of introducing

delicate profile a sidelong glance. Amused, asked, “Are you angry?”

away. She didn’t like staring at his pretty face for too

her hair behind her ear and coaxed, “My

I told him I’d have to ask you

first.”

It wasn’t as if Dalton could use the family fleet to escort Wynter to Kingbourne

wait if you want.” Dalton’s usual

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as he added, “You don’t have to meet

until you’re ready.”

heard this. At that moment, the elevator doors opened, and

at attention when they saw Dalton.

greeted

a low profile in Southdale, but now that

longer had to hide his

looked like a scion who ruled the upper-crust society.

had been booked out

and cast an enchanting glow over

drinks behind the bar counter, and the

was still

the

kitchen awaiting their orders. Wynter and Dalton we

customers