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

Chapter 1492 Something Unsettling About Wynter

Indeed. Thinking back, Wynter really did change overnight. Yvette hadn't noticed at first, but in her previous life, the Quinnell family had already collapsed by now.

She vividly remembered the news of Fabian's death. And although Wynter did end up returning to the Quinnell family, she was overshadowed by Naomi. In the end, Wynter had simply faded from existence, disappearing without a trace.

Why was everything so different now?

Yvette stared at her hands. Kenton's words struck her like a bolt of lightning, jolting her with a realization she hadn't fully thought of until now.

She murmured, "Why is it different from my past life? Why?"

Kenton was done listening to Yvette's nonsense. "All I need you to tell me is that Quinnell bitch's future. I don't care about the rest! What happened to Wynter in the ending you know?"

"She... She..." Yvette's mind was blank. "Something must have happened to her! Mr. Wray, you need to have someone find my grandmother! She was the closest to Wynter! She must know Wynter's weaknesses better than anyone!"

it? Had she not noticed, or was something wrong

eyes lit up as she thought about it. She was desperate

done with her frantic rambling. "Yvette, let me ask you

words and pushed the door open before walking in. "Mr. Wray, what

gaze away from Yvette and turned toward

carefree, nonchalant attitude, as if nothing in the world mattered to her. It was exactly this demeanor that

due to Fabian pulling the strings from behind

contact, not daring to look directly at Wynter. If something truly strange had happened to Wynter, then the

eyes pleaded with

was cold, but he knew better than to reveal everything, especially not the fact that Yvette was a reincarnator. That, of course, was something he

how he hadn't given Wynter a second thought when she first arrived in Hawford. He was practically Hawford's king. His word was life and death for anyone

as if this office belonged

now, with no need to hide as much as before, the cold and mischievous energy