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

Chapter 1494 The Wray Family is Going Down

Wynter casually looked up. "Mr. Wray, have you never heard the story of ants taking down an elephant? I actually think Mr. Tucker has a good chance.'

Kenton's previous frustration subsided at her words.

Wynter still couldn't see things through. So what if she beat him in the stock market? She didn't understand human relationships or the way of the political world.

No matter what evidence Cassian had, it would only matter if he could hand it over to the authorities.

"Sevie, you should spend more time learning from your uncle. Some things don't yield results just because you act on them."

Kenton's face darkened, yet he laughed out loud. "If you hadn't encouraged Cassian to take certain actions, maybe he could've spent a few more peaceful years in prison, and you wouldn't be kicked out of Hawford so quickly.

"And yet, you don't know who you're up against. You've provoked someone you never should have crossed." Kenton's voice lowered when he said this. He looked at Wynter with nothing but blatant malice in his eyes. As Wynter smiled, the tear mole at the corner of her eye appeared even darker. "Oh? How interesting."

She stood up and moved closer to Kenton. 'Have you ever considered that my being here means I can ensure things go how I want them to?"

sneered. "You? Do you think you matter in Hawford? You

he stopped mid-sentence. "Fine, Sevie. You're good at drawing people out, but I'm not afraid

you're talking about-just hearing their name would make you tremble, let

and simply watched him. She had already narrowed down who that person could be. Kenton's

eyebrow, looking utterly carefree and rebellious. 'The one thing I can't

about

on panic. In his haste, he tripped over

for money laundering!" Adrien blurted out

instantly drained of color. "Where did he report it? How did he manage

name. He's probably already been taken

couldn't believe that Cassian would report Wray Group online. This wasn't something an accountant would come up with

looked toward Wynter. "It was you! You told him to report

deny it. The method of reporting didn't matter to her

calls. However, it was clear now was not the right time, so he barked, agitated, "Find out Mr. Tucker's address.