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

Chapter 930 Apologles

Dalton, having mostly recovered, possessed the ability to see spirits that ordinary people couldn’t, even those trapped in this world.

Standing at the door, he cut an impressive figure in his impeccable suit. Unlike the rest of the place, he exuded a calm and scholarly air, unaffected by anything.

Wynter was greeted by this sight as she exited the room. She raised an eyebrow.

Before she could move closer, Dalton turned to her, as if he had been waiting for her. His eyes were

strikingly beautiful, and his deep, resonant voice was soothing to hear. “Is everything taken care of?”

For a moment, Wynter felt a wave of familiarity, as if she had witnessed a similar scene before.

It wasn’t here but in a mist–shrouded palace. In that vision, he stood bathed in light. He was dressed in a

deep crimson robe and was smiling as he turned to her.

Wynter shook her head, trying to dispel the image as it blurred the lines between imagination and reality.

Before she could fully shake it off, Dalton gently placed his hand on her head. Looking down at her, he

raised an eyebrow. His expression seemingly asked if she had a headache.

“Did we know each other before?”

and

when you were

momentarily confused. “A

just a

As if recounting a story, he

wouldn’t let go of my thumb. You drooled all over it. You must

forgotten.”

was speechless. How could she remember that?

gently ruffled her

only appear like kids on the surface.”

herself in a dark mist. She had really

but Wynter felt much

a hot guy by her side. The purple aura of heaven’s favorite was

regaining her composure, Wynter looked up. “Let’s go to the Wilson residence.”

some wrote letters, and some admitted they were jerks who shouldn’t have jumped

“Chapter 650 Apoloniek

heard the bustling

his fists, ready

he heard from the

the sixth floor. We bought it from the supermarket.