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The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 46
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Chapter 46 The Gibsons Were Going to Die Serstopped talking because Dalton was listening as well. He wasn't sure whether the words he was about to say would affect the image of Wynter in her patients' minds.

But Wynter raised her chin, indicating Serto continue.

Serlowered his voice and whispered, "I heard my grandpa say that she was a rising star at that time. The Yates family wasn't very outstanding. Yet she was rather talented and cured many patients with complex diseases.

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"I'm not sure if she bectoo conceited. She had received the spatient as the Gibson family at the stime. She insisted on treating the patient with traditional medical methods and caused the patient's death.” Serfeared that Margaret might cout, so he leaned closer to Wynter and continued, That matter was a really big deal at that time. If it weren't for someone from Kingbourne to protect her, she might go to jail.

"But the matter couldn't be settled like this since it would bring bad influences. Hence, the Gibson family suggested kicking your grandma out of the Medical Family Alliance. I never expected Margaret Yates to be your grandmother, Dr. Genius." Once Wynter finished listening, she looked up at Serand asked, “Then how do you think I got my medical skills? Do you think I was born with these skills?" Serrubbed his chin. "I never thought of that." Wynter stared at him again. "Who did you say was conceited just now?" Serresponded quickly, "Me! It was me! I am the conceited one!" He saw Wynter beating George earlier. But how exactly did George stand after getting kicked by Wynter? It was strange. Supposedly, George shouldn't be able to leave in a healthy state.

Wynter didn't say any more to Sergio. She flicked the invitation card that she was holding between her fingers and said, "Go and light up the fire. It's tto cook our meal." She acted as if nothing had happened just now.

Ethan noticed the card in her hand. He quietly cup behind Dalton. "Sir, the invitation. card that Dr. Genius is holding seems to be a fake one." Ethan was in charge of sending out the invitation cards on behalf of the Yarwood family. Thus, he was familiar with the card.

The look in Dalton's eyes becgloomy and ambiguous. "Go and steal the fake one. Then put a real one in her bag." "Okay." Ethan lowered his voice and remarked, "I didn't expect Dr. Genius to go to the seminar too. You two seem to be destined." Dalton felt the word "destined" sounded pleasant for no reason. He rubbed the beads on his wrist with a smile.

However, Ethan had not finished speaking, “But, sir, I'm afraid that the matter of her grandma causing someone's death during a treatment is true." He didn't dare to risk Dalton's safety. If Wynter really did learn her medical skills from her grandmother... What if something went wrong during the treatment? Dalton shot daggers at Ethan and expressed in an icy tone, “This will be the last tI hear you talking about gossip, Ethan." "I'm wrong!" Ethan wanted to kneel. "I..." Dalton reminded him, "This is not the Yarwood Estate." He then walked into the backyard after finishing his words.

Ethan's heart was pounding fast, and he didn't dare to spout any more nonsense.

If Dalton was siding with Wynter, he had to prepare in advance.

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In the backyard, Wynter was preparing to cook under the Black Locust tree.

Margaret tried to burn wood, but Wynter pushed her back to the m rocking chair. "You can rest today, Grandma. I'll do the cooking." "You're cooking?" Margaret didn't believe in Wynter. "You're a picky eater for sure. Do you know how to cook?" Wynter took the teapot, walnuts, and a hand fan for her, “I'll try. You can watch and tellwhat to do." Margaret was happy. “Okay! Letsee how my granddaughter is going to cook."

Wynter didn't say anything more. She put the chopping board on the table and cut the zucchini into pieces. Then she put the spaghetti, peas, and mushrooms into the pot to boil.

She worked so fast. While the spaghetti and vegetables were stil boiling, she had already finished cutting the remaining vegetables. She put gingers and shallots into the pan with hot oil. Soon, there was the smell of delicious food in the backyard.