Classic Novel
Chapter 9
Chapter 9 Disdain from the Yates Family Towards Wynter
"Since you know the person who saved Anthony's life, pick some gifts and send them to her first." Dalton coughed lightly, his mysterious and profound gaze falling on Vincent. "In a few days, I'll bring Anthony to personally visit her."
Vincent was drenched in cold sweat at being scrutinized by their boss. He quickly responded, "Yes, boss!"
Finding Ms. Quinnell was relatively easy, considering her relationship with the Yates family. She would have to give them some deference.
Vincent's imagination was lovely, but little did he know that the current Wynter did not want to see anyone from the Yates family. It would bring back too many bad memories.
Unfortunately, the Yates family members were eager to approach her-just like now.
After Wynter dropped off Anthony, she was about to ride her bike back when a familiar voice came from her side.
"Why are you here?"
The speaker was her adoptive mother, Wanda Scott. Her tone was full of disdain. It was so much so that she couldn't even be bothered to call Wynter by her name.
Wynter glanced over, and a group of people stood not far away.
In addition to her adoptive father, Ewan Yates, there was also the Scott family. The recently brought back Yvette Yates was also there, acting like a precious star surrounded by a group of admirers.
Yvette Yates was whispering something to an elderly person she was supporting. The elderly person seemed quite satisfied with Yvette. She patted Yvette's hand gently, exuding an elegant and harmonious atmosphere.
Wanda clearly didn't want the people behind her to see Wynter. Wanda blocked Wynter, saying, "I'm asking you a question. Why are you here?"
Wanda tried her best to hide her annoyance, but her tone still betrayed her.
"Wynter, we told you yesterday that your biological parents are in the countryside. What are you doing at Caesar Hotel with us?"
She thought Wynter had followed them, sneaked around, and waited outside for them to come out.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.
"If ten thousand dollars isn't enough for you, I'll give you more later."
Wanda's restrained gaze fell on Wynter, who was opposite her. Wynter was dressed in the most ordinary T-shirt and jeans. She had no makeup and carried her backpack loosely on her shoulders.
After leaving the Yates family, was this how she dressed?
Was she so poor?
Wanda took a deep breath, lowering her voice. "I know you don't want to go back to the countryside, especially after living a comfortable life. But we have no obligation to support you anymore. I have a card here with fifty thousand dollars. Take it and leave quickly."
Wynter, observing Wanda's anxious attempts to distance herself, lazily supported herself on the handlebars. She lifted her eyes slightly and was about to speak.
"Who is this, Wanda? Do you know her?" An elderly woman, Hilda, walked over. She eyed Wynter with scrutiny and suspicion.
Wanda quickly said, "She's a distant relative. I just happened to run into her. I thought she was quite young, so I wanted to help her."
"Hmm." Hilda nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Yvette. "You are fortunate to have given birth to such a good daughter."
Yvette looked at her with innocent eyes and hesitated to speak. In the end, she said nothing and only lowered her eyes tenderly. "My mother often taught me to help others. This is also the foundation of medicine."2
"Exactly." Hilda expressed more approval, pointing to Ewan. "You are blessed to have a good daughter."
Ewan, who had been wondering whether to disclose Wynter's identity, decided not to.
Now, after listening to Hilda's words, he did not hesitate and said, "Yvette learned it well." Yvette was unlike the fake one who did not know how to behave appropriately.
Ewan walked over to Wanda and said, "Since I'm here, head in first. You don't need to worry about the affairs of relatives."
Wanda looked at Wynter. Then, she sighed deeply. "You should persuade Wynter. She is a difficult one.'
On the surface, Wanda looked compassionate, but her eyes revealed that Wynter did not belong there and should leave quickly.