Chapter 273

Chapter 273 Abel’s Boss Dr. Miracle

Abel’s phone cluttered to the floor as his jaw dropped open. All the things he had said to Wynter before

suddenly crossed his mind.

He recalled their first meeting when he had treated her like a little

sister. He even told Xavier and the others that he would always have

Wynter’s back.

He remembered the amused look on Wynter’s face as she smiled at

that comment. The memories made his knees buckle.

He never expected Boss to be someone close to him. If anything, he imagined Boss to be an elite who

presided over a business empire

from an upscale office.

However, the person he had been working for all this while turned out to be younger than him.

Not only that, she was so pretty that she should have been an actres instead of a doctor. She also

happened to be what the Shepherds

called a “false heiress”.

There was an intense roaring in Abel’s head as he processed this new information. He bent over to

pick up his phone and began typing

furiously.

Wynter did not give him the chance to ask questions. “Find Rathbone,

pronto,” came her order.

Was it true? Was Boss and Wynter the same person? Wynter’s response was confirmation enough,

Chanje 223 Abel’s Blous Ur, Meado

Abel shot to his feet. It was no wonder he had felt a chill down his spine when she told him of her

identity earlier. He owed that to

instinctive fear.

When Victor saw the dazed look on Abel’s face, he thought the latter was slacking and nearly slapped

some senses into him.

At the sight of Victor, Abel threw his arms around him and exclaimed, “You’re brilliant, old man! You’ve

got an eye for talent, I’ll give you that! I can’t believe the Shepherds lost out on a treasure like this!

Haha!”

Indeed, if the Shepherds found out that they had called off their son’s engagement to Dr. Miracle

herself, they would likely kick themselves.

The more Abel thought about it, the more excited he got. He couldn’t imagine how Wynter had kept her

identity a secret despite all the mockery and humiliation she had put up with.

If it were him, he would have tattooed “I’m Dr. Miracle” across his

forehead and swaggered through the streets.

He finally understood why Wynter never liked going to class. A genius

like her did not need formal classes!

Abel began to see how Wynter operated. “Grandpa, you should

educate your students based on their strengths, you know.

“If one of your students doesn’t like going to classes for credit, then. give her a long break instead of

making her attend classes.”

“Don’t give me all that poppycock. Why did you come to Kingbourne if not for school?” Victor shoved

his grandson, who was behaving as if

he were spastic, away.

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Abel waved a finger at Victor and mused thoughtfully, “You don’t

understand, old man.”

“How about I slap you and show you whether or not I understand?” Victor snapped. “Go get changed.

You’re coming with me to meet an

old friend.”

Puzzled, Abel asked, “Why did you suddenly come to Kingbourne anyway, Grandpa?”

“Wynter is a prodigy. With her score, I can’t let her waste away in that academy of mine. She needs to

go to a better school that can properly prepare her for her university entrance exams,” Victor

explained.

He did not want to hold a prodigy back from realizing her full

potential.

Besides, even if his friendship with Margaret was an obstacle for him in Kingbourne, he still had to try

pulling some strings for Wynter’s

sake.

Abel laughed. “Grandpa, Wynter doesn’t need you to help her get into

a better school. She’s…”

Before he could finish his sentence, he and Victor heard a gentle female voice somewhere. “Quinton,

hope I’m not intruding.”

The person who greeted Victor was none other than Yvette. When she heard Victor was in Kingbourne,

she was eager to visit him and give

him a warm welcome.

She was no longer the same person she had been. Now that she was famous in Kingbourne, everyone

who met her would address her as

Dr. Yates.

Naturally, she hoped that the Lopez family would spread the news of her success upon their return to

Southdale.

The Yates might have fallen from grace, but Yvette was thriving better

than ever. No one in Southdale could come close to having her

success and reputation.

Even the Shepherds had changed their mind about her and made sure

Charlie spent time with her every day

Yvette looked up at Victor with sparkling eyes. “Mr. Lopez wouldn’t mind my visiting, would he?”