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?

had seen it, he would have definitely said that it was

The previous formations had either been in hospitals or hotels, both

formation was different.

the sunlight was just right.

who were

where you’re going?” someone said

raised her eyes and saw steam locomotives and people selling newspapers everywhere. Students were organizing activities not far away, and there was the Youth

bell rang, and a rickshaw puller passed

resembled the special period of Hawford

in a black coat got out of the car. Rory Turner eyed a

or 15 years old, and Rory didn’t even need to get

was dressed like a landlord pushed Isla in front of Rory. “For

child,” Rory said in a strange

man, Roy Carson, nodded

Isla’s cries and were about to take

none dared to step forward.

She held on to the car door,

Roy threatened her, saying, “If you don’t go along, your whole