PAID

Dalton arrived at the farmer’s market to see Wynter bustling around, giving consultation to the marketfolk instead of buying groceries.

He had never seen anyone more well-liked by senior citizens than

Wynter.

Before coming to Southdale, Dalton had intended to pull some strings for Wynter’s sake, only to realizethat she didn’t need his help at all. He was even more surprised to learn that she knew Jackson

personally.

Dalton watched Wynter from a distance as he toyed with his beaded@@novelbin@@

bracelet, his expression pensive.

Wynter, on the other hand, didn’t notice Dalton at all. She went around examining the pulses of themarket folk, carrying her grocery basket

in her free hand.