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

Chapter 1731

Chapter 1731 Start of a New Plan

Everyone's eyes shifted to the sketch on the table, their faces filled with disbelief.

"This... Isn't this Mr. Winston Senior?"

"But isn't Mr. Winston Senior dead?"

One of them turned to Layla and asked, "Are you certain the cultivator you saw looks exactly like the person in this sketch?"

Layla could sense the tension in the room. She took the sketch and studied it carefully. "Yes, that's him! This is the cultivator I saw."

Standing beside Wynter, Lucas couldn't hide his confusion. "Wynter, hasn't he already passed away? How could the person she saw be him?"

"Seeing is not always believing, and hearing is not always the truth," Wynter replied before looking at everyone's visible confusion.

However, Wynter had already deduced the truth. She knew the figure wasn't truly Clyde-it was someone who had taken over his body.

The discussion brought clarity to one thing for Wynter-this intricate plot had been set in motion years ago. If this mysterious cultivator was one of the key players, then the enigmatic "Mr. Lofstedt " undoubtedly held significant knowledge about the conspiracy as well.

Wynter knew it was time to finally confront him.

As the lockdowns were lifted, the restrictions on the farmers' market were also removed. The people who had been confined there, having taken the medication, were now visibly recovering.

Just then, a ray of sunlight streamed through the door to the farmers' market, signaling the end of the lockdown.

"Everyone, look! The lockdown on our market has been lifted!"

"We've been stuck here for so long, unable to go anywhere. We can finally leave!"

"Today calls for a celebration! It's time to treat ourselves to something special!"

The farmers' market had been one of the first places to be sealed off after Wynter detected suspicious activity.

Back then, the decision to quarantine the market had been met with anger, as this was where they had their businesses. For many, the market was their sole source of income.

Just then, a representative from the Industry and Commerce Bureau walked in, holding a

stack of documents.

"Everyone, please gather around. Your cooperation was crucial in containing the outbreak. However, starting today, the buying and selling of wild animals in this market is strictly prohibited."

Instantly, a wave of protests erupted.

"How are we supposed to make a living if we can't sell wild animals?"

"I feed my family by selling wild animals!"

The representative raised his hand to calm the crowd. "This is a directive from the top. Wild animals often carry viruses we don't fully understand. We must ban their trade!"

Oscar fell silent. He had stopped being plagued with sleepless nights ever since Wynter warned him against selling wild animals.

Standing beside the representative was a well-dressed man who then stepped forward and addressed the crowd.

"I am the Quinnell Group's representative. This epidemic has proven that wild animals are carriers of unpredictable viruses. We understand that everyone here is just trying to make a living.

"The Quinnell Group has decided to step in not for profit, but for necessary reform. If it weren't for the antiviral medication's timely arrival, many of you might have lost loved ones to this epidemic.

"Furthermore, under the Quinnell Group's guidance, we guarantee you will earn more than before. And you won't have to worry about the dangers that come with trading wild animals.

murmured in

vendor spoke up. "Can you really promise we'll

reassuringly. "Yes, I can. Follow our plans,

"Then I'm in."

"Count me in, too."

them thoroughly, the vendors signed and pressed their

a message to Wynter. "Ms.

her away." The old man standing before him lowered his gaze.

well, it seems I'll need to adjust the next phase of the plan. Stay here, and wait for my

the door, slowly disappearing into the

...

there's an invisible hand manipulating the entire situation behind the scenes. How's

during a work trip to Foplya. But the intelligence she had access to wasn't from a core department, so

something new. The true mastermind behind the pandemic might

in confusion. "Isn't Rohan the

really think he could keep the Chamber of Commerce thriving for so long with a brain

recalled his interactions with Rohan, who indeed didn't seem particularly sharp. "So, who's the real

alias 'Mr. Lofstedt.' He's a

Commerce," Wynter replied.

grand scheme without revealing himself. Hence, Wynter decided she

Colifernia. I'll assign people to track him down in secret." Lucas nodded. "I'll arrange for my people

signaling that she could count on him in Colifernia. Wynter nodded in response. With Lucas stationed in Colifernia, he could

a different issue-over the years, Gordon's Chamber of Commerce had been gradually eroded by these people. She needed to

seizing the country's fortune, Wynter couldn't help but wonder what role

her thoughts, a voice

middle-aged man dressed

"I'm one of Mr. Lofstedt's subordinates. He sent me to find you. He

an eyebrow. "Right

The man nodded.

the location. I'll be

look forward to your visit." He gave a slight bow

moments, it had to be now. She had just resolved to seek him out, only for him to preempt her by sending someone to summon her

at this time. Nevertheless, she knew

Cornelius was pacing anxiously, looking utterly dejected as he waited for

cultivator and a younger one emerged from the station. The old man was none other

sulky face. "Mr. Stavius, someone in Colifernia bullied me! She said I was incompetent

eyebrow. "Did they really break your artifact? Let me take a look later, and

momentarily stunned. "Mr. Stavius, the point is that someone bullied me! Not that

up all the time too when I

that Mt. Dragon is no good and is on the verge

Who said that? Take me to this person right now! I want to see just how capable she is to

insult he had endured. Kaspar's anger grew with every word, and he wished he could fly

into a fresh set of clothes and rode her superbike

the once-bustling establishment was eerily

for

teahouse, with only the staff lingering inside. When they saw Wynter enter, one of the attendants politely guided her

the sight of an elderly man who appeared to be over 100 years old. His weathered face bore the marks of a life full of experiences, and his sharp eyes gleamed like those

his seemingly amiable appearance, his

up at Wynter.

nodded and slowly

just heard that you arrived in Colifernia. That's why I quickly sent someone to invite you over for

for a while now. It seems

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