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

Chapter 597 Oppression

Wynter raised an eyebrow. “Formations are always the same. Your formation is also like another world to normal people.”

With that, she mounted her BMW Tomahawk again. “Hold on tight. We’re going in.”

The engine roared. If anyone had been present, they would have seen a black and red motorcycle disappearing into the villa.

There was no change outside after Wynter broke in.

The black mist was being emitted from only a corner inside the villa. It was as if an invisible door had opened and closed again.

One had to hold onto something familiar and beloved to the lost soul to find it.

Wynter had noticed that, despite being in a coma, Nixon had been clutching a little yellow duck. It was one of the yellow duck toys that children would play with when taking a shower in a bathtub.

She put the duck into her pocket without hesitation.

Generally, the more low–key one’s entry into the formation was, the better. After all, the spirits inside would become more aggressive once the formation master was disturbed.

But who could have imagined that Wynter would enter using a motorcycle?

Kaspar had seen it, he would have definitely said that it was outrageous!

before. The previous formations had either been in hospitals or hotels, both full of

this formation

broke in, the sunlight was just

were selling

why don’t you look where you’re going?” someone said in

newspapers everywhere. Students were organizing activities not far away, and there was the Youth Daily,

and a rickshaw puller passed

of Hawford in

Rory Turner eyed a flower seller

15 years old, and Rory didn’t

pushed Isla in front of Rory. “For

said in a strange

Roy Carson, nodded repeatedly.

and were about to

none dared to

to the car door,

her, saying, “If you don’t go