PAID

In the end, Cyrus couldn’t keep quiet any longer. “Wait a minute. Is this some kind of misunderstanding?”

“Are you pleading for him?” Wynter raised an eyebrow, her tone getting colder.

Cyrus was unlike the rest of the Whitmans. He was less domineering but cared deeply about family ties. “I just think it’s better to clear things up if there’s any misunderstanding. He is my uncle, after all.”

“It’s indeed better to clear things up.” Wynter surprisingly agreed with Cyrus. She signaled the people to throw Easton on the ground. “Speak. I’m listening.” @@novelbin@@