The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 295

Chapter 295 Special Skill Set

Dalton patiently asked, “Where’s your QR code?”

Wolf pointed at the strap on his shoulder.

Dalton scanned the code with his phone. He then transferred 1000

dollars into Wolf’s bank account and said, “I heard you like black

truffles.”

Wolf nodded once.

Chuckling, Dalton ruffled the kid’s hair affectionately. “I’ll bring some for you next time.”

Wolf stared at Dalton in an assessing manner and signed, “I’ll spare

you this time, but only because you paid me and promised to bring

me food the next time.”

Wolf’s perception of Dalton could not be changed. He couldn’t he feeling that Dalton was dangerous, and he felt the urge to run awa

whenever Dalton was near.

Wolf could only hope that Wynter had taken his warning seriously.

He sighed as if he was carrying the world’s burden on his shoulders. Little did he know that what he said before would come back to bite

him.

Meanwhile, Wynter still had some unfinished business in Southdale. She figured she could do some investigating while Fabian and Margaret were chatting away at home.

After arriving at the destination, the landlord informed Wynter, “You mean those gangsters? I don’t know where they went, but I bet they got into huge trouble. Why are you looking for them, young lady?”

Wynter chuckled and kept her answer vague. “No particular reason.

One of them-the one with the white hair-reminds me of my brother.”

“That one?” The landlord’s gaze flickered, and he looked like he was

debating on telling her something.

Wynter did not press him as she set down cartons of milk and a

basket of fruits for his children.

At the sight of this, the landlord finally caved. “Young lady, I’m not

trying to spook you or anything, but that brother of yours is a little…

odd.”

“How so?” Wynter probed gently.

The landlord’s voice dropped to a whisper. “My grandson was alm

bitten by a pack of stray dogs when your brother showed up alo

and stood there in complete silence. It was like he could make th

dogs obey him or something!”

“Oh, he was an animal whisperer,” Wynter explained breezily, smiling. But he got held back somewhere along the way.”

The landlord was amazed. “An animal whisperer? I never knew there was such a thing!”

“Yeah,” Wynter said. She gave the landlord her number. “Would you mind giving me a call if he ever comes back?”

Sighing, the landlord looked at her ruefully. “I don’t think he’s ever

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coming back, young lady. Don’t get your hopes up.”

Wynter had seen it for herself. It appeared Whitley had packed up and left in a hurry, as if he had encountered something terrible. She

wondered if that was why he hadn’t been showing up at the Empathy

Clinic.