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

Chapter 489 Your Fiancé’s Secret

“They all want to see Ms. Quinnell, but some comments are not very pleasant,” Alexis reported truthfully.“. Some people think that Ms. Quinnell is not qualified to attend their socialite gatherings because she came from the countryside.”

Fabian’s gaze darkened. “Clyde called earlier. He said congratulations, but between the lines, he implied that Wynter would embarrass herself at the banquet. Our little princess doesn’t care about status, but they’re all talking about that.

Suddenly, Fabian remembered something. “Go tell Dalton about this.”

“Mr. Yarwood?” Alexis double–confirmed.

Fabian nodded. In a few years, Dalton would marry Wynter. Fabian needed to make sure that Dalton truly wanted to protect his granddaughter.

Though he was an old man who had lived half his life, sometimes he couldn’t see through Dalton.

At the same time, after everyone finished recording their statements, the celebrities were all picked up by

their respective MPVs.

No one cared about Lucy. She looked like a beggar on the streets with her disheveled hair. She had to wear a mask even when getting into the car. Besides her assistant, no one paid her any attention

your endorsements are terminated. Also, I’ll take you

use this method, Lucy complained about her manager’s

incompetence.

been exposed, the wealthy lady, whose marriage Lucy had ruined,

her

that her family’s disgrace was all over the TV, what else did she have to fear? She slapped Lucy as soon as she arrived. The slap

me as an old hag. If you want that scumbag of

knew how arrogant Lucy used

had just given birth and was taking care of her baby. Lucy had sent over photos of her kissing the lady’s husband. She even said they were a pair made in heaven, unlike the lady, who was old,

ugly, and fat.

as an elderly parturient, almost fell

the latter slapped Lucy. seeing

489 Your Fiance

you

again. Only then did Lucy become afraid

have any more negative Images exposed. What

who lacked basic human decency, perhaps death wasn’t a punishment. The true punishment laid in the perpetual fear they lived with, much like what Lucy was enduring

Wynter stood in a secluded