The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 1336

Chapter 1336 Wynter’s Tricks 

Easton’s reaction was swift. “I–I didn’t mean to, Mr. Reuben… I…” 

He slapped himself across the face. The sound echoed through the room, and his half–swollen face looked pitiable. It made half of the maids in Quaint Villa looked over at Easton. 

“Mr. Reuben, you know I’ve been dealing with family issues lately. I was just distracted. I’m so sorry.” Easton bowed deeply at Reuben as he continued, “It’s all my fault.” 

Seeing this, Reuben couldn’t bring himself to press the issue further. He simply had Easton wipe his sweat before saying, “It’s not a big deal. There’s no need to be so hard on yourself. Just go get another pot of tea. 

“Understood!” Easton quickly turned to leave. 

Wynter watched his leaving figure before suddenly calling out, “Wait.” 

“Yes, miss? Is there something else you need?” Easton seemed to be quite apprehensive around Wynter. 

This made Wynter smirk. After all, it wasn’t her first time at Quaint Villa. During her previous visit, she had noticed some issues, but it wasn’t the right time to address them. Today, however, was the right moment. 

Easton’s behavior seemed to be deliberately making the other maids believe that the Whitmans were heartless and inhumane. If that was his intention, Wynter would be more than happy to fulfill it. 

She approached Easton. “There are some things I need to address. Grandpa’s condition is at a critical stage and requires very careful attention. 

“I’m not sure if there is anyone suitable in the household. My requirements are simple–put Grandpa’s care as your top priority. 

“Once Grandpa recovers, I will award this person a bonus of one million, plus a house in Hawford. If they have children, I can also assist with their schooling.” 

Every condition Wynter stated stirred deep restlessness in those present. At their age, most either had children or grandchildren. The prospect of owning a property in Hawford and having their children attend top schools was an irresistible temptation. 

The whispers in the living room grew louder. It was almost impossible to quiet them down. Even Reuben, who was about to speak, decided to hold back his words. 

Easton couldn’t hold back any longer. “Ms. Wynter, I’ve been the one taking care of Mr. Reuben all these years. I know his habits very well. If you could let me 

“You’re not suitable,” Wynter said in mock kindness. “You have had family issues recently, so that could distract you. As employers, how can we not be considerate? Rest when needed, and focus on your family.” 

Easton’s face visibly paled, his grip tightening on the tea tray. “I–I have my wife taking care of things at home! It’s fine! Ms. Wynter, please trust me!” 

“Really?” Wynter said thoughtfully before shaking her head. “It’s better not to overwork yourself. I’ll ask someone else.” 

With that, Wynter turned her gaze toward the other maids. “I’m not very familiar with the household’s situation. Who do you think would be more suitable?” 

The maids exchanged glances. Previously, they had been somewhat united in their lack of dedication to taking care of Reuben. They would even occasionally be echoing Easton’s complaints about the Whitmans