Chapter 611 Gordon’s Support

“Nope. Everyone’s either at work or school. Sometimes, they may go on holidays to relax,” Wynter explained.

Gordon’s eyes reddened as he said, “That’s great. Truly wonderful!”

One would never grasp the mindset of someone from a different generation.

Why should one study hard or strive to earn more money? Because they desired to ensure that their fellow compatriot would not go hungry or suffer from oppression. It was all that mattered.

Wynter was a normal person, focused solely on herself. But she always held onto the belief that noble Individuals existed in the world. They harbored grand ideals and dedicated themselves to the common people’s welfare.

Wynter felt immensely fortunate to have been part of the Quinnell family because Gordon was undoubtedly such a person. Although he was a businessman, he was very righteous.

“What do you need me to do, young lady?” After regaining his composure, Gordon handed back the phone

to Wynter.

Though he wished to inspect it further, he had more pressing matters to settle. He needed to remain clear

-headed.

added, “My principle is clear. I will never collaborate with

her items, Wynter continued, “As long as you. agree to attend the banquet, leave the rest to me. I won’t

along?”

be your granddaughter so I can snoop around the

plan. “You’re planning to investigate the

too dangerous.”

him, Wynter revealed

gun from him. Please trust

attending the banquet alone would make them suspicious. You can put them

bring me along.

experienced little hardships. You can draw the Foplyan officer’s attention while I sneak

“The young girl outside had her sister taken to

Many children have also

intend to exploit your influence for something nefarious. The children must be somehow.

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involved.

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of the goodness of their hearts. Something is going

consulate, and I

reminded of a bloodied young man who had escaped from

Youth Daily and handed over a roll of

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