The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 255

Chapter 255 The Macintosh Family Has Supports

“Dad? Are you scared? Why are you scared of them?” Hubert, whose intellect had been dulled by the drug, was now consumed by pure

malice.

“Kill them all! No one dares to defy us in Havenlight County! Anyone who crosses me shall die! Even the so-called Quinnell family of

Kingbourne!”

“Son, what are you blabbering about!” Derek was bewildered by

Hubert’s words.

Swiftly covering Hubert’s m*uth, Derek looked at Elliot, whose expression was cold, and said remorsefully, “Please forgive us, Mr.

Quinnell, for not recognizing you sooner.”

Then, he crawled over, grabbed Ryan’s leg, and pleaded, “Mr. Lloyd,

you’ve visited our village several times. You know me and my son are

good people. How could we possibly have harmed Mr. Quinnell?”

Ryan kicked him away in disgust. “You and your son snatch others wives and daughters, shelter traffickers, and you call yourselves good

people?”

Needless to say, the Quinnell family would not let this go easily. Was this some kind of sick joke? Who on earth would settle matters amicably with this family of bullies? Even a merciful saint could not tolerate this!

Derek was cunning. Realizing that pleading didn’t work, the 60-year- old man showed his badge and knelt, tears streaming down his face

as he looked at Garfield.

“Back then, when the roads were difficult to traverse, my fellow villagers and I stayed behind, and that’s how this village came to be.

“Mr. Wade, your superiors have specifically reminded you to stand for us in times of need. Even if someone rich and powerful comes, you

still have to take care of us, Mr. Wade!”

Garfield couldn’t help but feel disgusted upon hearing his words. Wynter watched with a slight raise of her eyebrow.

She had sensed something fishy about Paradise Village. It turned out that the Macintosh family had played a role in the village’s

development, resulting in them receiving special treatment from the

authorities.

“You can’t let us down, Mr. Wade! Think of all the hard work and effort

we pioneers have put into building a home in these rural mountains!”

Derek wept harder as he spoke.

The elderly villagers gathered around, exchanged glances, and the