Chapter 217
The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call
Chapter 217 Their Entanglement Has Begun
Dalton stopped fidgeting with his beaded bracelet. But instead of answering, he asked, â Why?â
âIt feels like heâs doing everything for you. Does he owe a debt to the Quinnell family?â Wynter asked.
âWell,â Dalton answered, âhe does.â
Wynter rested her chin on her hand. âThen ask him to remove the Defensive Shield icon for me.â
Dalton paused, pretending to be puzzled. âDefensive Shield?â
Thinking he might not have known, Wynter explained, âItâs an icon that appears on my livestream
channel when I receive a big tip. It doesnât suit my aesthetic.â
Dalton chuckled softly. âWhy not ask the administrator to handle it?â
Wynter, rarely emotional, pouted slightly. âThe administrator only sends me automated responses, and
the moderators havenât addressed it. I think itâs probably because the tip amount is significant, and they
fear upsetting a major client.â
Dalton asked slowly, âIsnât receiving tips a good thing?â
âIt is, but Iâm not used to being bound like this.â Wynter was really bothered by the icon. It had two
hearts, and it would easily increase the intimacy status.
Dalton seemed to ponder for a moment before gradually smiling. âI donât think I can help you with that.â
He was right. Asking the boss to remove the Defensive Shield icon could have been seen as
unreasonable.
Wynter didnât pursue the topic further. âIâll figure something out.â
Dalton hoped otherwise. He fidgeted with the beads on his fingers, realizing that the livestream
platformâs security needed further upgrades. In particular, icons like Defensive Shield couldnât simply
disappear.
That evening, several executives of the livestream platform received notifications. The focus was on
the Defensive Shield icon and the streamerâs need to cater to VIP users.
Normally, Dalton wouldnât concern himself with such trivial matters. The executives were now quite
confused. What should be reported to the CEO, and what shouldnât? With the time difference, their
conversation didnât last long.
Furthermore, Margaret soon entered with a blanket, urging Wynter to sleep. Dalton, being Tactful,
ended the video call.
But just before hanging up, his final words were unexpectedly intimate. âIâll be back soon.â It sounded
like what a boyfriend on a business trip would say to his girlfriend.
Wynterâs heart felt inexplicably stirred. Ultimately, it was his captivating voice and handsome face that
caused this reaction. If it were someone else, she probably wouldnât think much about it.
Ever since the day she bit him, she often recalled that moment. His face would even appear in her
dreams.
It felt like they had known each other for a long time. He felt very familiar to her. However, she couldnât
recall why. Wynter fell asleep under the warmth of the freshly sunâdried blanket.
This was probably how the elders in every family treated the youngsters. No matter what the
youngsters encountered outside, coming home meant entering a comfortable and clean environment.
Seeing Wynter staring at her, Margaret thought she was afraid of the dark, just like in her childhood.
She fanned Wynter and started telling stories to her. This was rare for Wynter. After all, she knew those
stories better than anyone else.
The next day, Wynter was still halfâasleep when she was pulled up. Her long hair was tousled. She
rubbed her eyes, planning to continue sleeping. However, Margaret wouldnât
allow it.
She tugged on Wynterâs arm. âHurry! Mr. Lopez said you must take the test today! The whole school is
waiting for your results!â