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

Chapter 1509 Cannot Compare to the Homecoming Queen

The surrounding customers, who had been enjoying their afternoon tea, all turned to look at the commotion. "The waiter! Where's the waiter?' Rosalyn exclaimed.

These ladies were regulars, and considering the membership fees they paid, the manager intervened before any waiters could come. "Mrs. Waldron, how can I assist you?"

"Ah, perfect timing. I wanted to ask when your establishment started allowing bumpkins in," Rosalyn said as her gaze swept disdainfully over Yvette.

Without missing a beat, the manager immediately warned Yvette to leave.

Meanwhile, Wynter had just arrived at the venue, finding it heavily congested. She had agreed to meet Rosalyn because she needed to uncover some very important information.

There was a voice in her dreams that had never appeared before-the voice responsible for harming Marie. She would feel uneasy until she found that person.

Wynter had never been concerned about the obvious threats, like Yvette, whom she had been ordering people to monitor closely.

She was aware of Yvette's frantic ramblings. She had kept her around in Hawford specifically to distract the aristocratic families from her real intentions.

In reality, the person Wynter was keeping an eye on today had just left the Montclair family and was headed to the airport. But there was no need for her to handle that personally. The special unit would take care of that.

reminiscent of a spoiled scion. Her flashy car, vibrant in

many to turn their heads, especially among tourists. Among them were five or six

them exclaimed, "That car must

what? I'm sure our homecoming queen

were in Hawford for a vacation and had planned to visit their

weeks prior, and Yvette had eagerly welcomed

gifts for her. They had heard that this street was the most expensive, so it was the perfect place to

become a prominent figure in Hawford. She was someone

particularly charming coffee shop with a long queue. This shop was rumored to be a century-old

out!"

coffee. Let's buy

felt somewhat dazzled

amazing. Our Southdale can't compare

it down, bro. This

of them stopped in his

"What's up, Terrence?"

saw someone who shouldn't be here," Terrence Herriot replied while glancing

tugged at his black backpack and stared at her in disdain. "Let's