Chapter 244
The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call
Chapter 244 Regrets
The people inside the room were still clueless about whom Wynter was talking to. Meanwhile, the chat
on the livestream channel was buzzing.
âStay safe, host!â
Though Wynterâs voice held a hint of amusement, her eyes betrayed no warmth. âNext, Iâll be defending
myself. Some scenes arenât suitable for our viewers, so Iâll be shutting down for now.â
âWhat?â
âOh damn, host. Donât do anything risky! Youâll be in danger!â
â@RiverTour, why havenât you shown up yet? What are you doing?â
While Wynter talked, she began undoing her buttons.
Hubert, puzzled by her actions, scratched his head. âAre you out of your mind? Why are you talking to
yourself?â
However, Fannyâs expression changed abruptly as she remembered something. âYou little devil, you
were livestreaming just now!â
âYep.â Wynter, with her long hair, chewed her gum. âThanks to everyone, the views were âYep.â Wynter,
with her long hair, chewed her pretty good.â
Hubert frowned. âWhat livestream?â
Dickson wasnât entirely sure either, so he turned to look at his wife. But Fannyâs face went deathly pale.
She was about to say something when suddenly she coughed up blood. Dickson was shocked.
Panic spread among everyone in the room.
âFanny!â
âOh my God!â
âWhatâs happening?â
Fanny didnât know either. Feeling breathless, her legs were giving way.
âThe drug took longer than expected.â Wynter stood confidently, playing with her cherished purple
sugilite pendant. âWhen you came to get me, did you even bother to check my medical skills?â
Chapter 244 Regrets.
Fanny couldnât find her voice. Her hand was trembling as she reached out. At that moment, Hubert had
already figured out what was going on. He exchanged a look with Dickson, gearing up to take action.
But before he could make a move, Wynter swiftly dodged and delivered a powerful kick with her long
legs, her hair flowing gracefully. She didnât hold back on the force of the kick.
Hubertâs knee cracked audibly as he was kicked, forcing him to kneel on the ground. Dickson tried to
move, only to realize that he was experiencing the same symptoms as his wife. He felt too dizzy to
muster any strength.
Hubert, now in pain, dropped the cocky demeanor he had moments ago. Cheryl, on the other hand,
was even worse off. Her legs were trembling with fear.
âWhere did Fanny find such a formidable opponent?
âWasnât she just an orphan, with no one to care for her and no background? Wasnât she supposed to
be dealt with like any other student before?
âWhatâs going on now?â Cheryl wondered.
âWhy the F**k are you all just standing there? Call for help! Do something!â Hubert yelled. He had
never felt so helpless.
Beny wanted to help, but he couldnât even lift his leg. It was as if his feet were glued to the ground.
âYou, you ate those noodles and drank the water! How are you okayâ¦â Dickson was struggling to catch
his breath.
As Wynterâs eyes scanned them, her beautiful face remained serene, but her demeanor had changed.
No longer innocent and naive, she now carried herself like a seasoned mercenary queen, her attitude
relaxed.
âOh, that stuff? I drink it for fun sometimes too. But for you guys, does the taste of poison sit well?â
âPoison?â Benyâs face went pale with fear. âDickson, how does she know about poison?â Dickson was
already at a loss for words.
Wynter shrugged nonchalantly. âDonât bother asking him, heâs clueless.â
Dickson was indeed clueless. If he had known anything, he wouldnât have brought Wynter back from
Southdale. Now both Dickson and Fanny were consumed with regret, unable to