The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 1632

Keesha lowered her gaze, wondering why Dalton looked so familiar without a mask. She was still wrecking her head, trying to piece things together, when someone gasped.

"The Yarwood family from Sorzada City! Why is he here? He's the one with the crow mask earlier! Why is he with her?" someone exclaimed.

Even among the magnates, certain families held a weight that others wouldn't dare challenge, and the Yarwood family was one of them.

Under any other circumstances, these once-boastful magnates would have been tripping over themselves to get Dalton's contact information, eager to make future connections. But now, in this unfolding situation, they were left reeling, caught completely off guard.

Wynter, seeing their bewilderment, kindly revealed her true face.

Keesha stared in shock, a surge of jealousy flashing in her eyes.

Wynter's appearance was mesmerizing, both alluring and intense, with a seductive edge that left a lasting impression. Her striking face was accentuated by a tear mole beneath her left eye, and when she looked down at people, her gaze was both fierce and enchanting.

"Alright, now that introductions are out of the way, let's hear your requests for when you're formally detained. Will it be connections or money you'll try to use?" Wynter said as she toyed with her purple sugilite pendant.

Though she spoke with a smile, a chill filled the room, silencing the magnates, who'd been shouting moments before.

How could it be Wynter? Wasn't she supposed to be locked up? The magnates had received news that she had already confessed to her crimes and was in custody!

Why was she here? She was supposed to just be a mere "product"! Was it a disguise technique she used? And even worse—why was she claiming to be in charge of this operation?

If that was the case, that would mean that Wynter's stock war with the Wray family was far from a simple plan to cripple them!

The magnates weren't foolish. Wynter's sudden reveal connected all the dots they'd previously overlooked.

They also understood something even more chilling. It didn't matter if they knew her identity or not because her plans were nearing completion. Or, more accurately, she wasn't afraid for them to see her face because there was no way they'd ever have the chance to tell anyone!

With that in mind, the magnates instantly paled.

Wynter stood there with a relaxed, almost lazy posture, raising her chin slightly as she spoke in a calm, clear voice. "Whatever moves you plan to make, I suggest you do so quickly. Otherwise, you might run out of time."