The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 33

Chapter 33 Make the Scotts and the Gibsons Go Bankrupt 

“Don’t worry about my studies,” Wynter pushed Margaret forward. “Just take good care of yourself. Listen to Wolf and eat less sweets.” 

Margaret muttered, “How can you not study? I heard Yvette is excellent in studies.” 

“Isn’t that great? Your granddaughter is smart like you,” Wynter chuckled. 

Margaret raised her head. “What about you? What will you do in the future?” 

“I can make money. I’ll survive.” Wynter took off Margaret’s shoes and socks. “Wolf, bring me a bucket of water.” 

Wolf hummed a response. He lifted a bucket, ran to fill it with water, and ran back again. He was strong and energetic. 

Wynter was used to it. 

Margaret laughed. “Wolf only becomes stronger but doesn’t grow taller. The day before yesterday, our neighbor bought a pair of lion statues but couldn’t carry them. He just went and lifted them without fear of breaking his hands.” 

Hearing this, Wynter raised her head. 

Wolf paused. 

Wynter chuckled. “He’s young and naturally strong.” 

Margaret tapped her hand. “Is that normal strength? It’s scary. Susan next door turned pale when she saw it.” 

Wynter glanced back nonchalantly. “Did you hear that? Be careful next time.” 

Wolf nodded dully. 

Margaret sighed softly. “I’m confused by you again. Listen to me, you’re currently attending a college. It’s difficult to get admitted into university. How about I go look for…” 

“Grandma.” Wynter interrupted her with a smile, “There is no need. I can do it myself.” 

Having brought up Wynter since she was a child, Margaret knew she never bragged and had her own plans. 

Margaret didn’t persuade Wynter anymore. She decided to brazenly return to her old social circle to find connections on the coming weekend. 

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After Margaret soaked her feet and went to bed, only then Wynter left the room. 

Standing outside the door, Wolf made a couple of gestures. 

“I know.” Wynter said in a calm voice, “You go to bed. I’ll find a way to get the Zenith herb and the book back.” 

Wanda dared to take just about anything. It didn’t seem like she had lost her mind, but rather like someone had instructed her. 

After all, she used to despise the things in the traditional medicine clinic most. This time, she had suddenly taken the Zenith herb. The Gibsons were obviously supporting her. 

Wynter’s eyes suddenly turned cold. It seemed banning the Gibson family wasn’t enough to make them behave. 

The night breeze blew slowly, and the locust flowers fell and scattered in the courtyard. Wynter walked over, picked one up, and put it in her mouth. It tasted slightly sweet.