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Chapter 1250 Meeting Uncle Taylor

Following Jesslyn’s lead, Wynter walked down a beautifully decorated corridor. The ancient lamps hung on either side of the wall emitted a soft, dim glow.

It appeared the mansion had retained its original architectural elements.

As the sun began to set, the lights flickered on. Despite the dimming light being shadowed by the rose bushes, the house was far from gloomy while the roses‘ gentle fragrance filled the air.

The evening glow streamed through the window panes, casting a warm radiance across the floor and vintage carpet.

The vintage carpet, with its intricate yet elegant design, perfectly complemented the surrounding decor. Such aesthetic designs showcased the owner’s refined tastes.

Reuben had studied in Frenda during unprecedented times, which was reflected in the renowned artistic creations that adorned the house.

first glance, she had dismissed Wynter as a country bumpkin, inwardly criticizing her casual attire and decision to bring a child

the corner. Jesslyn brought out disposable slippers for Wynter

may change your

reminiscent of an ancient wealthy household. Though Wynter didn’t voice her objections, she realized something was amiss from Jesslyn’s expression

identity, she had learned about the Whitman family from

were known for their principles and integrity. Yet, such qualities seemed increasingly rare in the present era.

Fiona’s attitude during her first appearance in Southdale.

doubted that the maids working for the Whitman family–known for supporting SMEs through

Jesslyn sounded polite, her eyes betrayed her arrogance. She showed little respect to Wynter and even less

Meeting Unde Taylor

touch anything inside. I’m still not used to having new doctors around. Dr. Harper is usually the one who handles

address you, madam?” Wynter asked with a faint smile,

be more at ease. “Just call me Jesslyn. That reminds me, I didn’t catch your last name.”

Quinnell,” Wynter answered honestly. She had no intention of hiding

the mention of that last name. Yet, Wynter feigned ignorance and asked, “What’s

the question and walked away, murmuring about the choice

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