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

Chapter 602

“Wynter, we’re here.”

Wynter pushed open a narrow door to find a gloomy alleyway. Everyone here had indifferent expressions.

When they saw Isla coming, an old woman began to shout, “You really want to die, don’t you? You shouldn’t live here anymore if you have the disease. You will rot to death!”

Seeing Isla’s reaction, Wynter knew this was not the first time something like this had happened.

Isla kept her head down and quickly pulled Wynter inside.

Following closely behind Isla, a woman lying on a bed came into view. The woman, Jenny Harwood, was Isla’s mother, and she could be heard coughing. There was an unpleasant smell around the place.

Since Wynter was a doctor, one glance was enough for her to realize that Jenny did not have long to live.

Even now, she was barely hanging on.

Isla seemed to understand Jenny’s condition, too. “How are you feeling today, Mom? The medical hall’s owner gave me some medicinal herbs. I also met a really nice lady today.”

“Do not come over!” warned Jenny while coughing. She propped herself up on hands filled with open

blisters. “Stay there.”

a curtain, Wynter’s gaze fell on Jenny, who was painfully thin. She was nothing but skin and bones,

color in the room was a pair

Wynter’s shoulder, where he was lying. “It is very strange, Master. Why is there no resentment found on her? How was this

eyes. “Listen to her. Don’t go over

stopped, and Isla stood still as well.

with an apologetic look, “Thank you for bringing Isla home. Did she trouble she

you

when

She has always been thinking of getting the medicinal herbs

cloth. “My illness makes it difficult for

you are a good person. Why don’t you see how much money Isla is worth and consider buying her?

who was pouring out a glass of water, shouted, “Mom, what are you talking about?”

Jenny did not even

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“One piece of silver

cried Isla as she started to approach.

“Don’t call me that. Your sister is much more obedient

much, anyway.

have food to eat. Raising you

could not understand why Jenny, who had always been gentle, could become like this. Her

mother mistreating

yielded but still said angrily, “Master, she