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

Kate froze. She stared blankly at Wynter from behind.

Jone tugged at her. “Why didn’t you tell me about what happened at school?”

“What was there to tell you about? We can’t afford to offend the Reed family.” Kate bit her lip and hesitated briefly before running down the stairs.

She shouted to Wynter, who was putting on her helmet, “I’m sorry! I’ll apologize to Dulcie’s parents. I did speak up for her, but it was through my spam account. I dared not use my ‘main.

“Didn’t you see my Facebook page? I saw a post saying that she had an abortion, and I defended her. I wanted to investigate the truth, but they came for my neck instead.”

Wynter looked over while holding her helmet. “Got it.”

“You can’t fight the Reed family,” Kate stammered, unsure about how she should explain it. “They have people looking out for them!”

Wynter responded with a smirk, “What a coincidence. So do I.”

Kate’s voice was choked with sobs. “I hate the poor. Wynter, you can tell, can’t you? I don’t like Dulcie either, but her mother’s cries reminded me of my mom.

“When I was made the ‘donkey‘, I hurt my arm. My mom went to the school to demand an explanation. I was so terrified because I knew it wouldn’t change anything.”

Kate had opposed the donkey game at first. That was the reason why she was assigned the role of the donkey last time. A taste of it made her feel pessimistic about the world. Fighting it seemed pointless.

stood at the top. When they locked Dulcie in the toilet and stripped her, Halley had jeered, “You lowlifes disgust me. Who are

wearing. She

a harsh symphony. Upon hearing those words, Kate was reminded of

she

succumbed to the tasks. Even if it meant being a lackey,

her from the

such circumstances, could she feel happy about it?

to transfer schools, but her family had gone to great lengths to get her into her current school. She wasn’t

what changed Kate. As a bully, she wouldn’t have

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help. The most

her of how her mom had tried to protect her, or perhaps shel

do now was tell her to focus

onto her scooter. Dalton remained in his usual spot. Although he might not seem to have paid attention, he had given

seeing that she couldn’t change their minds.

He’s a retired soldier. Back in his day, he joined rescue missions and served at the border. He was a hero who protected

straddled the scooter as she spoke, “We may not be heroes,

let the hero

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