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

Chapter 1260 Not Fools

Wynter’s lips curled into a mischievous smirk. “Then your concern is unnecessary. I practice medicine with great caution. I’ll see you the day after tomorrow.”

Easton was rendered speechless.

Wynter had managed to offend everyone she needed to in just one visit. Easton’s face darkened. After all, Jesslyn was someone he

had recommended. He had lost a key ally with Jesslyn gone.

As Wynter had anticipated, Jesslyn wasn’t content with the outcome and had gone to complain to Taylor.

“Mr. Whitman, I don’t understand what kind of doctor she is. She insisted on giving Mr. Reuben acupuncture right away.

“She told me to get lost when I questioned who would take responsibility. Mr. Reuben even dismissed me. I really …” As she spoke, Jesslyn lowered her head and started sobbing pitifully.

“I’ve been working at the Whitman residence for so many years without a word of complaint. I was there no matter how late Mr. Reuben got up at night.

to try the new treatment. How could Mr. Reuben

Jesslyn thought her emotional display had worked. Usually, a bit of crying would convince employers to keep their employees.

to her surprise, Taylor’s

been with the Whitmans for many years, and we’ve paid you twice the rate offered by other households. I hired you to take care of my father, including his nightly

work under pressure. Are you currently saying that my

this would be

the

were not the soft–hearted types she had assumed, especially Taylor, who worked in the business industry. Of course, he wasn’t someone an employee could

words.

escort Jesslyn out. Give her the severance pay according to my father’s

breathless with shock and anger. She never

this outcome.

of the Whitman residence. To her, the Whitmans

dining table never featured imported delicacies, just simple dishes like fish and bacon, which

nothing compared to the Wray family. Every time Lynette visited, she

on the ground. After ensuring that no one else was around, her gaze was filled with disdain. “The Whitmans don’t need me? Fine. As if I wanted to