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

Chapter 1490 Meeting Their End

Wynter unwrapped a lollipop with a playful smile. "I understand your concerns, Mr. Tucker. But it seems that you're the one who doesn't understand the situation. You should recognize the person standing by your side right now."

"Of course I do. Everyone knows the legendary investor in the finance field," Cassian replied.

Wynter's tone remained calm and measured. "Then, why do you think this legendary investor is calling me his boss?'

Cassian felt like he'd been hit by a wave. He wanted to ask the same thing-why would Clement call her his boss?

"You're not seeing the full picture, Mr. Tucker,' Wynter continued slowly. "The government policy

memorandum didn't just mention land development but also hinted at personnel changes. The waters have gotten muddy, so someone has to clean them up."

Cassian's eyes widened in shock. 'Ms. Quinnell, are you saying that there will be some changes with the higher-ups?'

the past, Cassian might've asked her how she knew. But now, he wasn't going to ask anymore. Maybe all the rumors the business circle had heard were wrong-even the ones circulating among the Whitman family, who had

in Kingbourne were seen as nothing more than Fabian's attempts to regain control of the family. Wynter's involvement was just a part of the

it really that simple?

in Hawford, she had taken surprising actions in the Chamber of Commerce, resurrected a nearly bankrupt national brand, and significantly boosted its

seemingly worthless plot of land into a thriving development zone.

the phone, 'Ms. Quinnell, before I

already check before you came here?" Wynter spoke as if she was completely

Cassian's spine.

confirmed nor

the Wray family gets taken

years and knew

ran

know exactly who was behind him, there were glaring gaps in the Wray family's financial records that still passed audits without a hitch. It was evident

everywhere, across all sorts of departments. But Cassian's guts told him that all those connections were just on the surface. The real backer, the one who had been shielding the Wray family, had