CHAPTER 1286
The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call
Chapter 1286 The Last Shot of Smugness
The frosted shadows on the bed were illuminated by the moonlight. reflected on the expansive lake, creating an ethereal and mesmerizing.
scene.
Apart from Wynter and Dalton, there was no one else in this isolated
space.
Wynter could even hear something jingling on her ankle. It was the bell on the golden chain that bound her. Every time she moved, the bell would jingle along with her movements.
She desperately wanted to escape, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldnât break free. Her ragged breathing made it impossible to resist sinking deeper into the sensation.
Daltonâs voice was a low, sensual murmur in Wynterâs ear. âRelax a little, my master.â
As he gently bit out the word âmasterâ, he firmly gripped her waist. His, breathâs warmth sent shivers from her tailbone up her spine.
This made Wynterâs brows furrow almost instantly.
Reflections danced on the gently rippling lake.
Wynter, with her reddened eyes and fair skin, looked like an exquisitely crafted porcelain doll. Her disheveled robe hung hiked up. around her waist as every inch of her exuded confusion.
Nevertheless, Dalton stood behind her with his usual handsome and distinguished, yet detached expression. He remained impeccably neat, forming a stark contrast to Wynterâs disheveled state.
Outside the window, the night outside gradually deepened. At that moment, it was hard to distinguish between reality and a dream.
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Meanwhile, at the Wray residence, Kenton sat at the head of the table, surrounded by members of other aristocratic families.
âMr. Wray, is that young lady from the Quinnell family even qualified to attend our Chamber of Commerce? Isnât this a joke?â
It was evident that no one present welcomed Wynterâs arrival.
Kenton put his teacup down, feigning magnanimity. âA youngster is not worth such concern from all of you. How much trouble can she cause? Weâre just letting her in to watch and learn.
âAfter all, the Chamber of Commerce was originally founded by Mr. Quinnell Senior. It wouldnât be right to neglect his descendants.â
âWhat you said is true. But I heard that the Darnell family gave the Quinnells an invitation,â one of them said.
This was the other aristocratic familiesâ true concern.
âIf that girl from the Quinnell family gets ideas about becoming a member of the Chamber, it would be quite the problem.â
âExtending an invitation to the Quinnells? Him? How is that possible?â
âI am here today to ask Mr. Wray precisely because I was uncertain.â
As the conversation grew heated, Kenton raised his hand, signaling them to calm down. âIt was indeed the Darnell family that extended the invitation, but thereâs no need to worry.
âThat guyâs actions have always been unpredictable, after all. Also, considering his past grievances with the Quinnell family, just let it be.â
âDoes that guy from the Darnells have a grudge against the Quinnells?
This was news to everyone.
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Kenton scoffed. âWith the Quinnellsâ oldâfashioned ways, who wouldnât hold a grudge against them?â
Kentonâs words reminded everyone that the Quinell family was indeed not favored by overseas capital. Some of the Quinnell familyâs electronic products were even boycotted abroad. This realization calmed the room, and the discussion shifted to a different tone.
Most of them looked down on Wynter, not believing she could adapt to the capital business community in Hawford.
Moreover, her lack of initiative in visiting any of them since arriving only fueled their disdain. They felt that Wynter had inherited none of Gordonâs prowess but all of his arrogance. They thought she was delusional to think the Quinnell family still held any sway in Hawford.
If she wanted to join the Chamber of Commerce, so be it. They were determined to make her feel humiliated.
In contrast to the other aristocratic familiesâ smug satisfaction, Kenton truly had been having a hard time these past two days.