Chapter 98

Chapter 98 Wynter’s Questioning

The other party wasn’t someone who knew Wynter before. After all, her identity was

safe now.

However, no matter who it was, attacking her in the alley was equivalent to a

violation of her taboo-Margaret lived there.

The gangster trembled, scared to death. He stammered, “I-I don’t know! Miss, we usually do odd jobs.

We’ll do anything if the client pays us. I don’t know who asked us to come here!”

His words sounded confused, and something sounded wrong to Wynter.

She demanded, “Are you taking illegal orders?”

“Uh…” the gangster looked at his leader, who lay on the ground.

When she didn’t get a response, Wynter stepped on the man’s hand.

The man curled up in pain, shouting desperately, “Yes! W-we’re taking illegal orders!”

She moved her foot away, looking at the man who turned pale with fright. “It seems you’re the leader.

Tell me what the order was.”

“Doesn’t matter how we do it, but we must get you out of Southdale.” He raised his aching hand, afraid

to provoke her. He asked, “Why don’t you think about who your enemy is?”

Wynter let go of him. “I have too many enemies. I can’t guess.”

The gangsters were stunned.

Dalton giggled. He was in a suit and was almost spotless. He looked deep and handsome as he

watched Wynter.

She suspected he was trying to seduce her. She raised her eyebrows and said alluringly, “I don’t mind

if a handsome man laughs at me.”

Dalton approached her and smoothed out her long hair that had gotten messed up during the fight. He

said hoarsely, “Do you need Ethan to investigate this?”

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“No need.” Wynter listened to his voice, not paying much attention to his actions. You didn’t have any

lozenges?”

Dalton smiled. “I ate them. But I have a meeting. I wanted to tell you that before! leave.”

She nodded, pulled his wrist over, and pressed two fingers up to it to check his pulse. At the same time,

she signaled the gangsters. “Go ahead.”

The gangsters had goosebumps as they watched the intimacy between Wynter and

Dalton. “What?”

“How did you get the order? Offline or online?” Wynter smiled meaningfully. “Do you still want me to

teach you the underworld rules?”

The gangsters were shocked. She acted like one of them!

“It was online. We originally made small loans. But as debt collectors, we have to be

unscrupulous. We couldn’t do it,” the man explained firmly and loudly.

She raised her eyebrows. “But you guys followed an unarmed girl at night. Don’t you

think that’s pretty unscrupulous?”

The man murmured, “You’re no different from an armed person.”

Wynter pretended she hadn’t heard him.

Dalton grinned. “Dr. Genius, I knew your medical skills were outstanding, but I didn’t think you’d also be

outstanding in other aspects, such as fighting and grades.”

She glared at him, giving him a warning.

But in his eyes, she looked beautiful and charming. Her warning wasn’t threatening

at all. Instead, it added to her charm.

Her m*uth was slightly open, and she carried the fragrance, which was even more alluring when she

protected him.

When he returned from Emstia, he would tell her whether he liked men or women

with his actions.

Wynter didn’t care what her handsome patient was thinking. She looked at the

“Carl Wilkinson.”

Carl answered all her questions, too afraid to run away. “Miss, we just wanted to

scare you. We thought you were an ordinary girl and would leave Southdale because of the threats.”

“Yes! The boss is telling the truth! Who knew you would beat us up?”

It was the most ridiculous thing they had ever encountered!

After getting their answers, Wynter said, “I was indeed frightened by you guys. You have to

compensate me for the mental trouble.”.

The gangsters were stunned. Was she serious? They were the ones with bruises, swollen faces, and

broken bones!

She smiled. “You guys don’t want to pay? Well, that’s fine. I’ll just call the police to

arrest you guys.”

“Don’t!” Carl stretched out his hand, gritting his teeth in pain. “Miss, we’re willing to compensate! Tell

me the amount. We can chip in. We can give you all the money from the order!”

Wynter said calmly, “I’m not interested in your money. Since you’ve disturbed my life, you must make

up for it. From now on, you guys are responsible for the security of Waterview Alley. If I see anyone

coming again, I’ll find you guys.”

“No problem! We live nearby!” a young gangster rushed to agree, patting his chest. He had exposed

where they were from.

Carl had never met anyone so st*pid, and this was his subordinate!

“We’ll listen to you.”

Protection was easy. They would continue taking orders and do bad things anyway.

But Wynter burst their bubble. “Don’t accept any other orders. Give me your account number and the

app’s you’re currently using. I need to know who wants me to leave.

Southdale.”