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

Chapter 465 A Pro at Blackmail

I’m an honor student at Sacred Heart Medical University. As Cecilla said this, she threw a pointed look at Wynter as if to belittle her academic background.

Wynter retumed Cecilia’s contemptuous look with an amused one before turning her gaze to Lana. “You

seem happy.

I’m always happy to meet someone from my line of work,” Lana said with glittering eyes. “Healthcare professionals are my favorite people!”

She clapped her hands as though remembering something. “Oh, silly me! How could I forget something so important? Didn’t you guys promise to help us find the missing baby?”

Oliver nodded and said immediately, “Yes, but we’ll need you to cooperate with us. All you have to do is

answer a few of my questions.”

Lana nodded with a smile. “Ask away.”

“Were you the one who carried the baby out of the delivery room after the birth?” Oliver fired his first

question.

“Yes,” Lana replied.

Zane pressed hurriedly, “Did someone take the wrong baby home? Was that why the woman in the story couldn’t find her baby?”

Lana gave him a mocking look. “Nope.”

That can’t be right,” Cecilia interjected, sounding skeptical. “Are you

wrongly?”

depthless eyes. “I remember

clenched her fists clenched. She cursed the playwright for lying to

money.

asked, frowning at Oliver. “This isn’t

story missed her

said

she took sleeping pills!” Olivér argued

If you still can’t get the right answer out of me,

there was a limited number of questions we could ask! Is the production crew

Quinnell, didn’t your partner find a snel cli Get her to tell us what it

comment section Jested, “Hey, Zane’s fans, your baby’s a pro at

the hospital Her gaze darkened as she scanned the personal information

turned to smile at Wynter

she had learned, she cast her gaze on the players and said, “I don’t mind helping, but on one condition–Oliver and Zane, go out separately and

comidor.

how terrifying it is before coming back.

since she wasn’t a particularly forgiving

blanched. The latter had been hoping to needle Wynter into giving up the clue. But he hadn’t expected it to backfire

refused. He met Wynter’s sardonic gaze and clenched his fists.

with him, “I headed down that corridor, found the clue, and got the

how disappointed your fans will be if you won’t even walk down