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

Chapter 1284 Resentful Energy

With that, Wynter told Dalton the story about a person who had plenty of friends in his youth but only truly liked one person.

Dalton’s tone was somewhat indifferent. “I also use the internet. Usually, when someone says ‘I have a friend,‘ they’re talking about themselves. So, what does this have to do with the Darnell family?”

Wynter realized Dalton was good at many things except imagining situations. “Just put yourself in their shoes. Imagine yourself loving someone you can’t have.”

At that moment, Dalton recalled something. On a certain mountain, Wynter had always liked delicate and fair people, so he wasn’t her type at all.

With a snap, the black feather pen in his hand broke. This made the two people standing beside him tremble even more violently.

Dalton scoffed and chuckled dryly.

Wynter didn’t understand why he suddenly gave her a cold laugh out of nowhere. “Well, I suppose you wouldn’t have experienced unrequited love before.”

him to put himself in Lucius‘ shoes, she explained the situation briefly.

on his thumb before slightly raising his gaze at the two trembling men. His eyes were cold enough to send a shiver

mother to divorce. The Yarwood family intercepted this information when he had someone investigate your mother’s current situation.”

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of the situation now. Then, she thought of something

dark that one couldn’t see their hand in front of their face. His handsome face

emotionless. “The hotel.”

today,” Wynter said as she felt more and more drowsy. She knew she was tired but still wanted to clear up a few

it. “Yes.

was worried I might have missed something. Thankfully, my mom gave me that financial statement…” Wynter’s voice

had already long noticed the changes in Wynter’s body since she came to Hawford. He wondered if Wynter was affected because someone

didn’t hesitate. With a wave of his hand, a black feather fell, and he instantly vanished from where

back of Wynter’s head with his palm, and his dark suit’s hard texture pressed against her softness. Dalton tensed, and his eyes

the tear mole at the corner of her eye faintly visible. The black mist swirling behind her