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

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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.

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

proved to be rather perceptive. She didn’t sneakily glance around nor show her amazement at the Whitman residence’s decor, leaving Jesslyn

corner. Jesslyn brought out

change your shoes here. After heading inside, please be

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

without her fake identity, she had learned about the Whitman family from her days as a venture

for their principles and integrity. Yet, such qualities seemed increasingly rare in

help recalling Fiona’s attitude during her

for supporting SMEs through their business transformations would display such

eyes betrayed her arrogance. She showed little

Meeting Unde

new doctors around. Dr. Harper is usually the one who handles

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

“Just call me Jesslyn. That reminds me, I didn’t catch your last

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

appeared stunned by the mention of that last name. Yet, Wynter feigned ignorance

walked away, murmuring about the choice of that last