Chapter 237

Chapter 237 The Enigmatic Village

The village chief had already seen the photos of Wynter and was quite taken with her appearance. He

made it clear that he wished to meet her promptly.

Fanny and the others were eager to bring Wynter over as soon as possible, They knew they had to

keep up the charade to ensure Wynter remained compliant.

After all, many young women who initially resisted eventually accepted their fate after experiencing

intimacy. They settled down In Paradise Village to raise farmilies. Indeed, once a woman transitioned

into motherhood, her heart found peace.

As they entered Paradise Village, Fanny Immediately reached out to the matchmaker to arrange a

meeting for that evening.

The meeting was set for that night. After all, the longer things took, the more potential for

complications.

The journey was far from smooth. The road ahead was riddled with potholes and bumps, causing the

van to jostle and shake relentlessly. In terms of infrastructure, some areas were overlooked, resulting in

unreliable internet along the road.

When Wynter finally stirred from her slumber, she found the van had come to a halt.

Fanny affectionately looked at her and said, “Wynter, it’s time to get out. Let’s go meet your

grandfather.”

Wynter’s long hair was slightly tousled, but her composed demeanor remained unchanged. She lifted a

hand to her forehead. “I feel a bit dizzy.”

“You’ve been in the car too long, and the road was rough,” Fanny said, handing her a plum. ” Have this

to wake yourself up.”

Dickson unloaded all the luggage from the car. Wynter, clutching her black bag, stood gracefully by the

village sign, taking in the quaint path ahead.

“Wynter, let’s go. Everyone at home is eager to see you,” Fanny urged. Indeed, everyone was eager to

welcome the victim they had brought back this time.

The villagers were incredibly hospitable. They warmly greeted Dickson when he returned.

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“Dickson, you’re back! Is this the girl you brought back from the city this time?” a middle- aged man

inquired.

“She’s stunning!” a woman chimed in.

Chapter 237 The Enigmatic Village

Dickson chuckled, ruffling his hair. “You bet! Come over for drinks sometime!”

“Absolutely!” the man replied with a nod.

Wynter remained silent throughout the stroll as if still shaking off her slumber. Her quiet demeanor put

Dickson at ease.

He preferred this version of her to the one who seemed to see through everyone back in the city.

Moreover, she would have to switch out of her attire at the earliest chance.

As Dickson pondered this, they arrived at the Quirk family’s residence. Indeed, as Fanny had

mentioned, their family wasn’t lacking in resources.

At least within the village, their home stood out with its tiled roof and spacious courtyard. The yard

harbored a small vegetable patch where eggplants and cucumbers flourished under the warm village

sun.

Additionally, several mother hens roamed around, and their cheerful clucking filled the air. It was the

perfect picture of rural bliss, where every moment felt serene and inviting.

The tranquil scene was shattered by the sudden appearance of two menacing dogs. Their aggressive

gaze was fixed on Wynter as if poised to attack at any sudden movement. Dickson was taken aback by

the unleashed dog and shouted into the house, “Gary, what are you doing? How could you leave Biggie

and Brownie unattended?”

Turning back to Wynter, Dickson reassured her, “Don’t worry, Wynter. Biggie and Brownie may look

fierce, but they won’t harm anyone in the family.”

That remark piqued Wynter’s curiosity. If the dogs wouldn’t harm their family members, did that mean

she was exempt since she wasn’t officially part of the family?

Wynter arched an eyebrow at his words and let out a chuckle. Her laughter hung in the air, causing

Dickson to wonder if he had misheard.

“Hey! You’re my sister, aren’t you?” Suddenly, a figure emerged from the house, swiftly reaching out to

grasp Wynter’s hand.

This boy was anything but a child. He was tall, robust, and appeared to be around 15 years old.

Wynter gazed at his face and smiled gently. “You certainly don’t look sick. You seem quite healthy.”