Chapter 587

After all, this wasn’t a game. Generally, those attending such events were either involved in family

businesses from a young age or graduates from business schools.

Even the young ladies of the upper class in Kingbourne might not necessarily have experience in

business management.

But no matter how one looked at it, with Fabian publicly delegating authority, the others would also

acknowledge their new leader.

The banquet was lively.

Many people crowded around Wynter, wanting to chat with her. After all, she also brought Dalton along.

“Ms. Quinnell, do you feel confident about managing the company?”

“What suggestions do you have for the recent overseas markets and investments?”

There were also questions about recent conflicts and their impact on the economy.

In general, business people would usually discuss such topics at these kinds of events.

Upon hearing this, Wynter directly pulled Dalton over and said politely, “My fiance will answer your

questions. Please talk to him.”

With that, she was about to leave, but Dalton reached out and pulled her into his arms. He chuckled

softly, his voice magnetic and pleasant to hear. “Do you want me to handle the situations you don’t

want

to deal with?”

He was too close to her. The difference between before the official announcement and after it was

obvious.

His elegant voice, mixed with warmth, hit her earlobes gently. He looked down at her, and his dark eyes

seemed to possess a bewitching power that could easily ensnare anyone.

Wynter could feel his breath on her, especially when he drew closer, and his nose was almost touching

her forehead.

In that instant, Wynter once again sensed his unusual tension, as if all sorts of creatures were

entangled around him, with a looming black mist that seemed to want to engulf her whole.

Wynter suddenly raised her head.

Leo had begun to tremble, and even the twins didn’t dare release a breath.

What was going on here?

Leo was a bit puzzled. Could it be that Dalton’s affection for Wynter was fake?

Wynter didn’t doubt it. She only had one feeling–the inexplicably deathly aura emanating from him

made her furrow her brows. Wynter put her lucky coin on his hand without saying a word. “Be a good

househusband.”

It seemed that once this matter was resolved, she had to make a trip to Mt. Dragon.

It wasn’t about who was behind the scenes but about someone’s fate, She wanted to find another

glimmer of hope!

After hearing her words, Dalton smiled, coughed lightly, and said, “I mustn’t shirk my responsibilities

then. Come back early. Grandpa and the whole family are waiting for you to go to the Yarwoods‘

manor.”

“You know, they all want to see you, but not all of them can come. If they really came, the headlines

wouldn’t be about you taking over Quinnell Corporation but about the Yarwood family.”

Considering this situation, the Yarwoods didn’t show

up,

huh?

They didn’t want others to refer to Wynter as “the Yarwood daughter–in–law“. Instead, they wanted

others to see her as herself, like Marie back in the day.

Even after marriage, Marie remained dazzling.

Other people wouldn’t refer to her as “Mrs. Quinnell” if it weren’t for her illness.

Marie had been waiting for the Whitman family to appear and saw Shane’s true colors today.

This included those documents. Not a single detail wasn’t enough to chill her heart.

Shane could deny it, but he allowed such a person to stay by his side.

Since before Wynter was born, Fiona had been plotting to make Marie have a miscarriage.