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

Chapter 1458 Thank the Montclairs

Wynter's thoughts were in a mess. Perhaps it was the exhaustion, or maybe it was Dalton's overpowering presence.

Wynter furrowed her brows as the dark mist surrounding her seemed to spiral out of control. Even her gaze was starting to change.

Dalton didn't continue as soon as he sensed the unbridled resentful energy within her. He reached out to cover her eyes. "It's been a while since you asked me for consultation fees."

This time, instead of guiding her toward his neck, he bit down on his finger, letting the blood flow before pressing his lips against hers.

With her sight obscured, Wynter's consciousness seemed to drift deep, and a wave of drowsiness was threatening to pull her under.

It wasn't until her phone, fallen under the seat, began ringing that she was jolted from the depths of her mind. Her vision sharpened, and in one swift motion, she grasped Dalton's wrist, reversing the hold with firm precision

The tips of her hair brushed against his face as she leaned over, her posture commanding. Her eyes, still tinged red, held a cool clarity that contrasted sharply with her earlier vulnerability.

"My phone is ringing."

was as composed and noble as ever,

She glanced at her shirt before looking at his still impeccable tailored suit. The contrast was stark, and

on what Dalton had said earlier. Her attention shifted to

the call while buttoning her shirt. Her tone

for quite some time, lose her

been a bit of a misunderstanding between you and Cyrus. If you're

people might feel pressured to comply when dealing with elders, especially the relatives who liked to flaunt their authority, expecting everyone to cater

knew better. She simply smirked and replied with a

anger. She had never encountered such a disrespectful youngster before. How could

she attempted to appeal to Wynter through familial affection. 'Wynter, I

hold it against you. Your uncle cares for you even more than for Cyrus. I just want you to know

were concerned that you young folks might not handle things properly, and

waste.