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

had already broken two formations before. The previous formations had either been in

this formation

Wynter broke in, the sunlight was

who were

you look where you’re going?” someone

and people selling newspapers everywhere. Students were organizing activities

rickshaw puller passed

of Hawford in movies. The

Rory Turner eyed a flower

Isla Olsen, looked only 14 or 15 years old, and Rory didn’t even need to get

with long braids who was dressed like a landlord pushed Isla in front of Rory. “For you. Look at how lovely and lively she

the child,” Rory said in a strange accent. “Be a gentleman.”

Okay!” The man, Roy Carson, nodded

were about to take

many passersby, but none dared to step

held on to the car door, holding

cooperation, Roy threatened her, saying, “If