The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 1023

Something felt off, but Wynter had no time to dwell on it now. Since Wolf had headed to Mt. Dragon, everything should be fine.

Wynter breathed a sigh of relief, feeling considerably better.

Glancing at the messages again, she typed a quick "thanks" on her phone.

Soon, a reply came. "If you didn't show up when you did, I was going to call the cops." His resentment under the cool tone was clear.

Just as Wynter pondered whether to call and explain, her phone rang. It was a video call from Dalton.

She couldn't ignore it, especially since Wolf was with him.

As she answered the call, a strikingly handsome face appeared on her screen.

He seemed to be truly in the mountains. He was surrounded by swirling clouds and intersecting shadows of trees. Only his distinctive features stood out.

Wynter hesitated at the familiar yet strange sensation. She couldn't help but think he looked more suited to robes than a suit, especially a vibrant crimson one.

But now wasn't the time to think about these things. She needed to ask about the main issue.

"Where's Wolf?" She peered into the endless darkness behind him. Since when did Mt. Dragon get so misty?

Dalton's gaze lowered briefly at her words. His eyes, always inscrutable, made Wynter feel oddly guilty. Perhaps it was from admiring his looks a bit too much earlier.

"Is he not with you?"

"Not at the moment," Dalton replied casually. "Are you just asking about him?"

Wynter spoke up. "And you, too. There's been too much going on today. Let's meet up, and I'll fill you in properly then."

Little did Wynter know, as she said that, countless malevolent spirits were kneeling before Dalton.

"You're right." Smiling, Wynter tilted her head. "Everyone will want to see what unfolds."

Dalton seemed to be on her wavelength, even more adept at playing people than she was.

"Invite Shane as well. After all these years of being a pawn, he deserves to be informed," Dalton said casually.

Wynter's eyes lit up. "I almost forgot about him. He's so concerned with his reputation. Your idea will be a torture to him."

"For all these years, he turned a deaf ear to you and brought in a sponsee to try and replace you, all because of some elusive divination." Dalton's eyes were profound. "Shouldn't he face the consequences?

"If I hadn't met you in Southdale, and if you hadn't had such incredible abilities, you might have struggled to survive in Kingbourne because of him. He should have faced his consequences long ago."

At Dalton's words, Wynter suddenly felt a surge of impulse to tell him some things.