CHAPTER 1139
The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call
Chapter 1139 Their Past
âHe used a special method to extend his lifespan.â Wynter glanced at Dalton and bruised away imaginary dust from his clothes. âNow itâs backfiring.
âHe wants to switch bodies again, and he even wants to use your fortune. Ha, as if he deserves itâ
Her voice was low, almost making it seem like a whispered conv
sion between them
Their posture was quite intimate. He, with his aloof nobility, and she, with her enchanting beauty,
complemented each other well.
After hearing her words, Dalton smiled faintly and said in a pleasant voice, âDonât worry. Iâll keep my fortune for you to use.â
Wynter didnât want to be swayed by his charm. Yet, he was not only goodâlooking but also gentle and
obedient. He was almost an ideal partner.
Wynter was aware of her brothersâ concerns. Even the kids she took in seemed worried. Perhaps they
were afraid sheâd lose her head over love.
With Daltonâs looks, it was indeed easy for someone to get loveâstruck
If he really messed up, just lowering his head in front of her might make her want to pet his head.
But was it jealousy that made her play these tricks? In any case, she couldnât let her man lose.
When this thought surged in her mind, Wynter seemed to suddenly see a scene in front of her
On the misty mountains, a young man was injured. He was exceptionally handsome, with long hair
covering his face. The only clear feature visible was his smooth jawline.
He looked somewhat stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat.
She coaxed softly, âJust let him have his way. Youâre older than him
âHa. Do you really think Iâm old?â The young manâs voice momentarily overlapped with the man before her
eyes.
Wynter shook her head to shake off these inexplicable feelings and pulled Dalton back saying âStep
back. Let me end this.â
âOkay,â Dalton replied softly. Anyone with keen eyes could tell he was in a good mood.
Meanwhile, Alijah was trembling all over. Wynter didnât need to end him as he couldnt even stand up
anymore.
Dalton was pretending. He could have dodged Alijahâs attack just now. No, he didnt even need to
Alijah wondered just who Dalton was to exert such effortless control over him
His lifespan was maintained by witchcraft. Now, he seemed to have lost all his cultivation. He bent his body and spayed out a pool of black water.
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Looking closely, that black water seemed to be moving.
Wynter raised her hand and used the Epoch Collection to clean it up.
Light streamed in from the window on the east side, and the black water on the ground evaporated without a trace. Looking down again, she was surprised to see a piece of paper.
The paperâs color was somewhat special, unlike talisman paper. There were words written on it, which made Wynter pause in her steps, and her eyes were inscrutable.
âAlijah Fenton peacefully passed away at the age of 81.â
Austin also saw the words on it. His eyes were filled with confusion as he looked at Wynter. âWynter, what does that mean? This paperâ¦â
Wynter didnât answer his question. Instead, she bent down to pick up the paper. âGo check on Mr. Fenton Senior.â
Austin didnât refuse. Alijahâs condition looked dire, as if his life was hanging by a thread. Lying there, he stared blankly at the ceiling.
Meanwhile, Wynter pondered while holding the paper.
This was a paper from the Ledger of Souls that the underworld guards always carried with them. Why would it be with Alijah?
âGrandpa!â Austinâs crying came in waves.
Alijah reached out and stroked his face. âMy dear, donât cry. Iâm old now, really old.â