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



Chapter 1486 Too Late Now

The last sentence felt like a dagger to Tamia's heart.

At this point, how could she possibly admit that Wynter truly had the capability? Worse yet, she couldn't even fully grasp the extent of Wynter's connections.

Whoever those connections were, they were far more influential than anything the Whitman family had established in Hawford! After all, to be able to manipulate the stock market like Wynter would mean that she had support with great funds behind her!

Tamia's face paled even further. She took a shaky step backward, rapidly turning the beaded bracelet around her wrist.

For some reason, Wynter's chilling words from Quaint Villa echoed in her mind. "I can send the Montclairs behind bars, too."

As she staggered backward, Tamia's head hit the wall behind her. The string of the beaded bracelet she had been clutching snapped. The beads scattered across the floor, the sound of them rolling around eerily reverberating through the room.

"Ms. Yates! Get Ms. Yates here!"

This was Tamia's first instinct.

unmistakable in its meaning. People, when faced with insurmountable difficulties, often turned to the divine for help. Tamia, deeply

wait! Bring Ophelia back first!" Tamia suddenly

wait any longer." Stop her! If you can't bring her

it was too late. Just as she finished her sentence, Ophelia walked in, her face still beaming with happiness. "Mom, why are

more as she saw Ophelia

continued, "Don't worry, I won't hesitate this time or see divorce as something disgraceful anymore. The Whitmans have made it

the documents. I didn't even say a word when

the lawyer to

choking on the shock. She steadied herself against the table and

"Yeah." Ophelia nodded.

tightly.

it was unrealistic to consider not going through with the divorce. The Whitman family would never be as

divorce was part of a

something like this? She wasn't a fortune teller like Yvette,

Tamia fainting,

in an instant as Tamia clutched her hand tightly, muttering as if in a trance, "Ophelia, this marriage... you shouldn't have