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.

for you to decide whether to try the new treatment. How could Mr. Reuben fire me just like that?” Jesslyn’s eyes were filled with

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

Taylor’s expression

the rate offered by other households. I hired you to take care of my father, including his nightly needs.

work under pressure. Are you currently saying that my father, as your employer, has no right

that this would be

the Whitmans values.

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 easily sway with a

words.

her the severance pay according to my father’s instructions,” Taylor ordered and headed upstairs

breathless with shock and anger. She never expected

this outcome.

after practically being thrown out of the Whitman residence. To her, the Whitmans might look wealthy, but

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

Wray family. Every time Lynette visited, she

was around, her gaze was filled with disdain. “The Whitmans don’t need me? Fine. As if I