Chapter 575
The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call
Chapter 575 I Said It
âMrs. Quinnell, how can you explain what Ronan said? The video was clear!â Wendy couldnât help but
shout.
Arianna, who had been trying to pull her away, didnât stop her at this moment.
After all, Arianna was happy to see Wynter embarrassing herself!
At that moment, all the pressure was on the Quinnell family.
âRonanâs words are indeed hard to explain.â
âItâs almost certain that it was the young lady of the Quinnell family who spread the rumors. Sheâs
probably afraid that Mr. Yarwood would want to call off the engagement again.â
âThe Yarwood family must look down on her. Otherwise, they would be present.â
âYouâre right. Ronan has been following Mr. Quinnell Seniorâs orders for many years. Ms. Quinnell
really knows how to stir things up.â
âIâm afraid even Mr. Quinnell Seniorâs reputation will be damaged this time!â
Listening to the discussions around her, Wendy felt even more pleased. âMrs. Quinnell, why donât you
tell
me who taught Ronan to say those words? Could it be us?â
Just as she was about to laugh, a deep male voice suddenly sounded the next moment.
âIt was me.â
All eyes turned to the man walking over from the other side.
He was dressed differently from usual today.
Previously, he always wore pure black, but this time he deliberately wore a deep red suit, with a pocket
watch in the breast pocket of his jacket. It accentuated his aristocratic features, making him look like a
nobleman from the 19th century.
He still wore the same bracelet on his wrist. As he strode toward them, his long legs, broad shoulders,
and narrow waist exuded the air of a nobleman.
He was the center of attention wherever he went.
Even the suit he wore seemed to emit a halo under the lights.
Wendy looked at him as he approached, and her mind went blank. She did not know what the other
party
had said.
âMrâMr. Yarwood.â Wendyâs face turned red, her voice unusually shy.
However, Daltonâs deep eyes were as black as night, and his exquisitely beautiful features now
radiated an unprecedented coldness.
âMs. Winston, Iâm afraid you need to regain a bit of rationality and listen carefully to what I have to say.â
He spoke slowly. Perhaps because he had just coughed, his tone was magnetic and irresistible. âI was
the one who taught Ronan what to say. I have always admired Wynter. It was only after she came to
Kingbourne that she gradually accepted me. It was me who pursued her.â
With that, Daiton looked around. âI heard everyoneâs comments.â
âSince all the elders are present, Iâll make it clear to prevent any misunderstandings in the future.â
Dalton was polite as he smiled gently and said, âMy fiancee is from a small town. She doesnât socialize,
she doesnât like the petty competitions between socialites, and she wonât ostracize anyone.â
âOf course, those who insist on ostracizing her can try.â Dalton played with the bracelet.
In that instant, the aura he emanated made everyoneâs heart race.
It was the innate aura of a king, imposing without anger.
No one could afford to provoke Dalton.