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

Chapter 967 Wynter Moves In

Declan was very adept at hiding his intentions. He wouldn’t have personally intervened in certain matters If it weren’t for Shane’s demise. He would have preferred to manipulate situations behind the scenes.

It was because of this that Wynter always felt like Declan had some hidden agendas. After all, everything seemed abnormal in this place. That was why she didn’t immediately confront anyone, but instead proceeded gradually.

Declan acted naturally. “Wynter, don’t be upset anymore. Have a warm meal with your friend first. By the way, who’s this friend of yours?”

“He’s from Southdale.” Wynter pulled Whitley closer. “He’s my younger brother from the alley. My grandpa doesn’t like me associating with people from Southdale.

“Even Grandma was just phoning it in. She didn’t let him stay with the Quinnells and he was only allowed to stay in the courtyard outside.

“Grandpa got so mad this time because of this friend of mine. He said that I never listen to him and that I’ve embarrassed him.”

Declan didn’t recognize the Savior. The people that were currently in the back garden would’ve recognized him if they weren’t still healing from their wounds and waiting for Tyler.

It was safe to say that no one had any idea that Wynter would bring the Savior directly to them. It wasn’t a move that most people would think of.

Liam walked over with the noodles and ordered the maids to prepare some side dishes to complement them. Whitley took a glance at Wynter, wondering if they should actually eat.

Of course, they were going to eat. They needed to be

exterminating them.

suit and practically buried his head in the noodles. Both of them devoured the noodles as

sneer and

at ease. “You can rest upstairs when

you and your

with her

shouldn’t blame him. He’s under a lot of pressure with such a big company to manage.”

that. He should have known that I was an underachiever when he brought me

always wondered how a bumpkin from

Wynter

have been easy for Fabian to create an

matters you handle are

think so too,” Wynter pretended to enjoy being praised. “I was originally an art student, so why would Grandpa insist on making me an overachiever? It would be great if

demanding things from me or Albert” Wynter continued smoothly, “I feel

in that house.”