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

Chapter 1239 Put on the Mask

“Meet them?” The investigators hesitated. “They’re not easy to meet. Shouldn’t we apply for an official request to get in touch with them?” After all, their identities were not simple.

Wynter held her phone with a single hand, seemingly sending a text. “No need for that. There’s a meeting we’ll be attending together.”

What kind of meeting would allow her to meet with such people? The

investigators were shocked.

Y was used to Wynter’s ways. She seized the moment and asked, “Boss, while you’re at it, can you get hair samples from those you suspect? That way, I won’t have to go through the trouble of finding them.”

“Sure.” Wynter put her phone away. “I will leave this place to you guys. You know the principles.”

Y was excited and adjusted her glasses. Treat everyone who tries to bail them out as suspects and bring them in.”

The investigators were speechless. Was this how the Special Unit operated? They were so bold.

“Watch closely. The skies over Hawford are about to change,” Wynter said.

departing figure. He carefully placed the report

top it off, Kenton insisted she curry

couldn’t understand it. With the Wray family’s current status, why did they still need to appease the Whitman

she was, often asked to move around. She had to listen to lectures about how if she hadn’t offended her ex–husband, that country bumpkin, things wouldn’t

she hated most was people bringing up her previous marriage.

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taste. She had only reluctantly agreed to the marriage for the Wray

Villa. Despite its modest size and landscape compared

old. The Frendan–style architecture, paired with blooming roses, was

Whitmans, she had always hoped to have a mansion

she composed herself

a maid from the Whitman family, Emma Stanton, quickly opened the door. “Ms. Wray, what brings you here today?”

I just thought I’d check on Mr. Whitman Senior.” Lynette put away her umbrella. Her demeanor was gentle

know you’re here. I just brewed some