The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 1072

Chapter 1072 The Twilight King 

Wynter had seen a few things during her time in Southdale. As The Twilight King, Wynter had been to many nightclubs to obtain information. 

Whenever she left those nightclubs, she would always see a bunch of drunk 

students. Most of them were barely conscious. 

On the other hand, some students had been brought to the clubs to accompany certain figureheads of society, especially those studying performing arts. Some were there as an escort while trying to find a wealthy lover. 

She had seen a lot of things in those dark and colorful clubs. One would be able to see all types of cars parked by the female dorms at night. 

People always claimed that society was becoming too realistic. That was indeed the case. After seeing so many instances, Wynter understood that certain people just had different thought processes. 

No matter how much education one received, a person could only be restrained by their conscience- provided they had one. 

Judith frowned as she said, “I just don’t understand. She doesn’t need the money, and her parents are lawyers. She has a bright future ahead of them, so why would she choose to become someone’s mistress?” 

Wynter enlarged the page on her phone. “Her parents are lawyers? It seems she did take some precautions as none of the pictures have her face on them.” 

“She is clever.” Judith did not deny that fact. 

Wynter looked up when she heard Judith’s words and asked, “Do you not resent her?” 

Judith gave a faint smile. “I resent her in my heart. Am I supposed to make a scene and throw a tantrum to make this whole scenario real? I do hate her, but I hate my husband more. They’re both the same. 

“It’s not worth it for me to break down screaming and crying for them the fact that saddens me the most is that the person I used to love has become 

ain. I think someone unrecognizable. 

“I also don’t understand why a young carefree woman like her would feel proud to be a mistress. I guess I’m just too old now. I can no longer keep up or understand why people act the way they do.” 

Wynter ordered another cup of hot coffee and handed it to her. 

“One’s morals and values do not have much to do with their age. Some people just enjoy being someone’s mistress to prove their charm, while others are just willing to do anything to marry into a rich family. 

“We don’t need to understand their contorted values. Just because it is a norm doesn’t make it right,” Wynter said as she opened her laptop. 

Wolf wasn’t with her, so she had to do those internet–related things herself. 

As for the Savior, she didn’t know what he was thinking as he seemed to be in a daze when they went to the Martinez residence just now. 

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Wynter typed quickly on the keyboard. She wanted to look through the social media platforms the two lovers often used to find some evidence that Jaxon was cheating. 

But if the girl’s parents were lawyers, there probably wouldn’t be any direct evidence 

left on the internet. 

Jaxon was smart. It was clear from his social media accounts that he was trying to 

create the image of a loving husband. 

They didn’t even use their own numbers to contact each other, and they probably