The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 261

Chapter 261 Wynter Ponders Own Origin

Wynter pondered her origin as well. However, with few memories to begin with, she couldn’t recall much, let alone her childhood.

Nevertheless, she doubted this matter would have such a

melodramatic twist. How cliche would it be if she turned out to be the

heiress of the Quinnell family?

She dismissed the thought, knowing she looked nothing like Naomi, whom the Quinnells had adopted. Nonetheless, the answer would soon be unveiled once they demanded an explanation from Fanny …

Observing from a distance, Dalton’s gaze deepened. Although it was inappropriate to put it this way, he couldn’t help but think how nice it would be if he were the person Wynter rescued from the cellar.

Escaping from a desolate village together would surely have strengthened their bond. Perhaps even Wynter herself hadn’t realized. the inexplicable feelings she had for Elliot after the incident.

With the breeze blowing behind him, Dalton swallowed hard, and the chill emanating from him grew stronger.

Sensing the chill, Ethan didn’t dare to approach Dalton, so he reported from the side, “Sir, we’ve apprehended all the targets. And here’s the

item you requested…”

Quietly observing the unfolding development before her eyes,

especially as she witnessed Elliot’s determination to search for his sister, a mix of fear and hope welled up in Yarra’s heart.

“Wynter,” she called out.

Chapter 261 Wynter Fonders Own Ongin

Wynter turned to Yarra, who had been hiding behind her and clutching the corner of her clothes.

Wary of the crowd around them, Yarra whispered tremulously in Wynter’s ear, “Now that everything’s over, do you think I can go home

now?”

Yarra couldn’t help but worry if her parents had perhaps long forgotten about her and moved on with their lives. If that were the

case, her return might disrupt their peaceful life.

“Would they resent me for having a child out of wedlock?” Yarra asked timidly. Her insecurity and anxiety had turned her into a coward, clinging to Wynter for support.

She then added, trying to comfort herself, “It’s understandable if they can’t accept me. I believe they still love me and want me back. It’s just that the mountains are too deep for them to find me.”

“They still love you, regardless,” Dalton interjected before Wynter could respond. He walked toward them with a piece of paper in hand

“They’re still looking for you. They’re currently at the train station i Southdale. Everyone there knows about a couple selling pancakes while asking about their daughter.’