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

Chapter 623 Dalton Yarwood.

The tall figure stood amidst the blood mist, completely unfazed by the surrounding evil spirits.

The resentment couldn’t touch him. Instead, they dissipated as they approached him. It wasn’t due to any protective charm he carried, but rather, his very being instilled a profound fear in all souls.

Wynter’s mind cleared almost instantly. The distracting chant and the spirits under Gabby’s control all halted their actions.

Though their eyes remained blood–red and their forms grotesque, they respectfully lowered their gazes upon seeing the newcomer. They even created a path for him.

The tall man wore a pure black wool coat. As he strode forward, he exuded the air of a businessman from Hawford–refined and gentlemanly, perhaps educated abroad with a hint of 19th–century etiquette.

His face was strikingly handsome and cold. Only Wynter’s fiancé could possess such a complex and intricate spiritual form.

However, it seemed that this version of him from a century ago didn’t have such a short lifespan.

superstitious. Yet, here he was, casually strolling in with a Foplya wooden doll in hand, wearing leather gloves as if

danger. Its eyes snapped open and glowed menacingly. Its hair grew wildly, attempting

with his finger.

scream.

shifted. The light bulbs began

obviously panicked. “Release the sacred item at

alive, straightened and lunged at Dalton’s shoulder. She intended

sending the lucky token, pierced by a silver needle,

heart.

the laboratory shook violently. An endless stream of blood began gushing

went berserk, determined to drag

to form a vortex above the consulate. With that, she could pull in all the

now in the wooden doll, flew into the air. It glowered down at

to emerge from the ground. They stared