Chapter 502

Chapter 502 Dalton’s Uniqueness

Wynter’s eyes flickered at her words. Suddenly, she remembered his countless personal burdens.

Since he treated her well, she thought that she should give back to him. She reached out and grabbed

his

wrist, feeling his pulse.

It seemed like she was examining him. But, in reality, she was trying to alleviate his personal burdens.

After all, as a medium, she could do many things.

However, this time, Dalton avoided her touch. “Don’t use the Arcane Way recklessly.”

Wynter couldn’t help but feel that he was not easy to fool. He seemed to know everything. Was it

because he read a lot of books? Wynter propped her chin and was lost in thought for a second.

Suddenly, she said, “By the way, my children are afraid of you.”

“Am I that scary?” Dalton chuckled, covering her with his coat. “You should help them to build their

courage. Ask them to learn from Wolf.”

There were only four beasts like Wolf in the world. They were pure evil and wreaked havoc wherever

they went, but not all of them were around.

“Wolf isn’t afraid of you. But he also said he doesn’t like you,” Wynter said casually, yawning.

Dalton freed up one hand and gently supported her neck to let her get more comfortable. “Well, it

seems l didn’t give him enough money.”

Wynter couldn’t help but feel that he understood Wolf even better than she did. As she pressed her

palm down, the black mist around him dissipated slightly. Only after seeing that did she close her eyes.

Did Dalton want to assert dominance? Wynter wasn’t that naive. She knew that he had prepared so

much to let those snobbish aristocrats know not to look down on her.

In her dreams, there were clear comparisons. Without any possessions or support, she would be

mocked. But Wynter was curious. With her personality, would she really be mocked? That wasn’t

possible.

Some of her dreams were fragmented and vague. But one thing was certain-these so-called

aristocratic families were waiting to see her make a fool of herself, just like in her dreams.

Wynter had a t i t-for-tat personality, and that was something she couldn’t change. However, there was

one thing that puzzled Wynter.

She tapped her lucky token and asked, “Was the Winston family’s banquet canceled because of

Logan?” “It’s not just Logan,” Dalton said nonchalantly. “Mr. Winston Senior is seriously ill. It came out

of nowhere, just like the Scotts. The Winstons and Scotts have a close relationship, so it’s not suitable

to hold any banquets.

Wynter knew about the Scotts’ illness. Leo was with her and was injured, so Mason wouldn’t have it

easy But why would Clyde get sick?

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While Wynter was pondering this, Leo suddenly said, “Master, I feel like there’s something evil within

the

Winston family.”

Raising an eyebrow, Wynter tapped her lucky token, signaling for him to continue.

“I followed that fool because he’s very suitable for spirits like me.” Leo’s voice was soft. “But there must

be something else about him. How do I put it? There’s something evil about him that’s hard to resist.”

As Leo spoke, he wanted to see how Dalton would react. However, the latter seemed to not have heard

him at all. Leo felt a little confused. Could Dalton not notice their presence? Had he and the twins

overthought things?

Just as Leo was about to relax and bounce around, Dalton’s gaze suddenly swept over him. His

bottomless eyes

hid a mysterious air of nobility as if he were born with it.

Leo’s heart s ki p p d a beat, and he immediately fled. And not only did he flee, but he also hid within

the copper coin, trembling uncontrollably and even giving up his pacifier.

Chapter 503 Dalton Felt Bad for Wynter

Wynter was still pondering Leo’s words. What could the Winstons have that would make Leo

Involuntarily follow them?

Wynter tapped her lucky token, intending to ask Leo about the situation when he was at the Scott

residence and how he got so hurt that he was at the children’s hospital. However, there was no

response from the coin

She raised her eyebrows and then glanced at the man beside her. She was puzzled. Why were these

little ones so afraid of him?

Meanwhile, Dalton chuckled and put down his work phone. He took out a bottle of water from the car’s

refrigerator and handed it to her.

“Why are you staring at me like that?”

“Nothing.” Wynter yawned lazily. “You go ahead and work. Wake me up when we arrive.”

She always felt sleepy after breaking a formation. Atwater hadn’t lied about that. It truly was

exhausting. work. In the comfort of the car, Wynter quickly drifted off to sleep as soon as she closed

her eyes.

Dalton looked at her delicate face in his palm, feeling a different kind of tenderness. Then his gaze fell

on the copper coin as if warning it. This time, the coin trembled even more violently.

Dalton seemed to disregard the little coin. He merely instructed the driver to slow down a bit while he

continued to deal with the matter at hand, which was related to Wynter.

The Scotts had been looking for her, but it wasn’t too excessive.

“Sir, it seems like the Scotts just want to know if Dr. Genius really knows mystic arts,” Ethan, who was

still not used to reporting through messages, typed awkwardly.

Dalton replied with just one sentence. “They’re obsessed.”

Ethan couldn’t figure out what Dalton meant. “Should I continue investigating?”

“Yes.” Dalton’s gaze fell on the purple sugilite pendant. “Investigate whether the kidnapping case in

Havenlight County is related to the Scotts, and pass the information to Shane.”

Ethan touched his nose and reminded him, “Sir, but that’s your future father-in-law.”

“Mind your own business,” Dalton replied before locking his phone.

Father-in-law? Dalton pursed his lips, his eyes deepening. What was the rush to call Shane his father-

in- law when Wynter herself was investigating this “father” of hers?

He had heard a little about the Quinnells before. In the past, he wouldn’t have interfered. After all, it

was. hard to judge family matters as an outsider. But now that she was involved, he had to verify some

of his

thoughts.

For example, what was the truth of the kidnapping case from years ago, and why was Shane becoming