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

Chapter 97
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Chapter 97 Mr. Yarwood Wants to Save Her "I don't care what methods you use! I don't want to see her in Southdale again!" Wanda hung up, annoyed.

She didn't want to make things difficult. It was just like raising a pet. She still had sfeelings about Wynter after all these years, but Wynter was still pestering the Yates! As she pondered this, Wanda remembered something. She took out her phone and sent another message.

That night, it was already late when Wynter returned to Waterview Alley.

Usually, she didn't mind if the street lights weren't working. But as soon as she entered the alley, she sensed several figures behind her.

She was carrying a black bag, and a faint hint of coolness overflowed from her smile.

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A man stood next to the second street lamp that lined Waterview Alley. He was tall, elegant, and noble. Even the lights had bechis foil in the old alley.

The man was Wynter's overly handspatient. Why was he there? Wynter raised her eyebrows curiously.

Dalton flicked the beaded bracelet on his wrist, glancing at her. "Dr. Genius, why did you bring such annoying people with you?" As he spoke, he coughed slightly, looking pale and fragile.

She raised her chin and said, "You leave first." If a fight broke out, she couldn't protect him.

However, Dalton didn't move. He focused on the gangsters who emerged from the darkness, his eyes filled with coldness.

"Hey, are you trying to be a hero?" taunted one of the gangsters playfully.

"Pretty boy, I advise you to reevaluate your abilities before saving this beauty." The six people following Wynter stepped out onto the path. Shad scars on their faces, and slooked muscular.

They looked at Dalton, smirking evilly.

'F**k off! Don't stand in our way!" shouted one of the men. As he said that, he moved to attack Dalton.

But before the man had even touched Dalton, someone grabbed his hand violently.

It was Wynter.

She looked at the burly men and spoke calmly, "Do you know how precious my patient is?" "What- She kicked the man, breaking his fist. The huge impact knocked the gangster to the ground. With her knowledge of medicine, she attacked him with vital point strikes that prevented him from screaming.

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The other five men paused, then rushed toward her at once.

Wynter smirked. Her stance was nonchalant as she swung her bag and knocked down another gangster effortlessly.

For a moment, the gangsters instinctively felt danger, stepped back, and wanted to run away. But it was too late.

One gangster didn't even notice Wynter had moved before a force choked him by the neck, pushing him hard against the wall. He struggled to breathe as his pupils widened.

Wynter seemed unbothered by the m fight, looking at the burly mam expressiontessly. Her coldness even made her seem like a killer. The gangster turned pale with fright. His entire body trembled, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Wynter pushed down with force, seemingly wild and unruly. She demanded, "Who asked you to chere?" Chapter 97 M: Yarwood Wants to Save Her There was no way the Gibsons had done this. Hilda wouldn't have thought of her as an informer.