Chapter 275

Chapter 275 Grabbing Pizza

Ryan still couldn’t wrap his head around it. To think he had asked for Wynter’s help in finding Ms.

Quinnell, only for her to be the person he had been looking for all along. Ryan couldn’t help cringing in

embarrassment at the recollection.

Wynter behaved as she usually did. When she saw Ryan, she said, ” Hey, Ryan.”

He choked and burst into a coughing fit, feeling awkward. His

reaction caused Wynter to raise a brow.

Regaining his composure, Ryan attempted to offer a courteous smile. However, it came off as more of

a grimace. “Uh, would you mind if we talked privately?”

“I have a feeling I know what you’re going to tell me, Ryan, but can it wait?” A nonchalant laugh

escaped Wynter as she explained, “I’d like to grab some pizza with the Quinnells’ distant relative first.”

Performing surgery was hard work, and Wynter was starving after she had worked off the medicated

noodles earlier. She also needed some

time to think about her identity.

Ryan nearly pointed out that Dalton was not the Quinnell family’s distant relative, but he dared not do

so in front of him.

More importantly, he wondered what Wynter had meant when she said she knew what he was going to

tell her. Could it be that she had already guessed the truth?

Ryan’s eyes widened as he considered this. But in the absence of

proper confirmation, he simply told her, “Mr. Quinnell Senior is on his way here.”

“Got it,” Wynter answered with a smile. “Do you want to join us, Ryan? Your body can’t function without

regular meals, you know.”

She didn’t behave differently than usual. Even if she did figure out that she was a daughter of the

Quinnell family, she didn’t seem to let that get in the way of her friendship with Ryan.

Ryan was touched by her gesture. He understood she was being considerate of him. Patting his

stomach, he chuckled and said, “No,

thanks. I’m not hungry. Go and have your pizza.”

“All right, then. I’ll get a slice for you,” she offered. A pause later, she added, “The guy who’s in surgery

right now is resilient. The anesthesia

will wear off in a bit.

“When it does, keep him on a plain diet and nothing else. His body

might resist solid food after going so long without it.”

Ryan nodded, making a mental note of what she had just told him

Wynter was incredibly perceptive. She knew what he was about to sa

and what might be bugging him.

He understood she was doing all this to keep him from feeling

awkward.

He let out a breath. If the Quinnells, his employers, were still skeptical of Wynter’s identity, then he

wouldn’t hesitate to take care of her as if

she were his sister.

He might not be able to provide her the finest luxuries, like the

Quinnells could, but he could still take care of her needs. However,

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judging from Elliot’s reaction earlier, he already saw Wynter as his

sister.

In that case, Ryan needn’t worry that the Quinnells would give Wynter

a hard time.

Now, they could only sit and watch what Ewan and Wanda would do next. Ryan would like to hear

them explain how their so-called adoption and sponsorship of Wynter became such a mess.

The couple had told the public Wynter was their adoptive daughter. If they hadn’t been so intimidated

by Fabian, Ryan had a feeling they would show up and demand that the Quinnells compensate them.

Ryan considered how things would pan out in the long run. He had seen how these wealthy families

battled each other. He made up his

mind that he would be Wynter’s pillar of support from now on,

regardless of her choices.

Dalton had noticed Ryan’s strange behavior earlier. Presently, he assessed the young lady seated

across from him. She was chewing

on her candy while waiting for her pizza.

He could tell she was hungry, or she wouldn’t be staring at the pizza that was currently being cooked in

the furnace.

With the weather in Kingbourne growing chilly, there was nothing more comforting than a slice of piping

hot pizza slathered in meat. sauce and dripping with cheese.

Wynter leaned forward and picked up a slice of pizza the moment it

was served.

Dalton smiled at the look on her face. He took the scrunchies that his

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bodyguard handed him and used one of them to secure Wynter’s hair into a ponytail.

Grabbing another slice of pizza, Wynter said in between bites,”

Thanks.”

As for the other scrunchie Dalton did not use, he slid it onto his wrist

and wore it above his red beaded bracelet.

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