The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 1227

Chapter 1227 Wolf Did Not Go to Mt Dragon 

Upon arriving at the scene, Wynter was stunned by the sight. She vaguely recalled seeing that person strike the same pose with a white handkerchief in Hawford some time ago, though they exuded a more malevolent air back then. 

For some reason, Wynter sensed that their trip to Hawford wasn’t a mere coincidence. Rather, it seemed they were led there. 

Wolf shook his head, his expression blank as he ran tests on the surveillance 

camera. 

Upon spotting Wynter, he swiftly dropped everything and dashed to her side. He started gesturing toward her excitedly, as though he had a lot to share. 

Wynter tilted Wolf’s head and pinched his soft cheeks. She then glanced at his teeth and praised, “Good. You haven’t eaten anything you shouldn’t have.” 

Wolf puffed his chest out, wordlessly affirming that he had followed Wynter’s instructions. 

Wynter pulled Wolf into her embrace and ruffled his hair. She had missed him, dearly, and only now did his presence ground her in reality. 

Wynter’s feelings toward Wolf differed from the others. No matter what Wynter would become, Wolf remained loyal to her. 

When Wynter became unstable, and Margaret struggled to make ends meet, Wolf did his best to support the family despite his difficulties with learning and speech. His small, bustling figure lingered vividly in Wynter’s mind. 

In truth, Wolf’s aptitude in computer science promised a brighter path ahead. With such exceptional skills, he could’ve been treated preferentially in any place. After all, no company would overlook a computer genius. 

Though he was once offered a hefty sum for his recruitment, he never thought of leaving Wynter for the big city. 

Since Wynter started her business, Wolf had never once left her side. He was her anxiolytic. 

Wynter often found comfort and reassurance in his presence, knowing she could protect her home just like any other person, 

The crow remained stiff in Wolf’s pocket If he could express himself, the crow would appear astounded. 

As far as he knew, Wolf never allowed anyone to caress his head. When Dalton did so, the child sulked begrudgingly. After all, it was hard for a fearsome beast to change its habits. 

Shocked by the sight, the crow sneakily cast a glance at Dalton. 

Wolf appeared less like the fearsome beast he was known to be. Instead, he seemed to be enjoying Wynter’s touch as he gestured animatedly with his hands. 

Though the crow wasn’t familiar with sign languages, Dalton understood th gestures. Wolf had wordlessly conveyed that he found himself someplace unknown without his Apple watch, leaving him stranded with no means of