Chapter 275

275 Grabbing Pizza
Ryan still couldn’t wrap his head around it. To think he had asked for Wynter’s help in finding Ms.
Quinnell, only for her to be the person he had been looking for all along. Ryan couldn’t help cringing in
embarrassment at the recollection.
Wynter behaved as she usually did. When she saw Ryan, she said, ” Hey, Ryan.”
He choked and burst into a coughing fit, feeling awkward. His
reaction caused Wynter to raise a brow.
Regaining his composure, Ryan attempted to offer a courteous smile. However, it came off as more of
a grimace. “Uh, would you mind if we talked privately?”
“I have a feeling I know what you’re going to tell me, Ryan, but can it wait?” A nonchalant laugh
escaped Wynter as she explained, “I’d like to grab some pizza with the Quinnells’ distant relative first.”
Performing surgery was hard work, and Wynter was starving after she had worked off the medicated
noodles earlier. She also needed some
time to think about her identity.
Ryan nearly pointed out that Dalton was not the Quinnell family’s distant relative, but he dared not do
so in front of him.
More importantly, he wondered what Wynter had meant when she said she knew what he was going to
tell her. Could it be that she had already guessed the truth?
Ryan’s eyes widened as he considered this. But in the absence of
proper confirmation, he simply told her, “Mr. Quinnell Senior is on his way here.”
“Got it,” Wynter answered with a smile. “Do you want to join us, Ryan? Your body can’t function without
regular meals, you know.”
She didn’t behave differently than usual. Even if she did figure out that she was a daughter of the
Quinnell family, she didn’t seem to let that get in the way of her friendship with Ryan.
Ryan was touched by her gesture. He understood she was being considerate of him. Patting his
stomach, he chuckled and said, “No,
thanks. I’m not hungry. Go and have your pizza.”
“All right, then. I’ll get a slice for you,” she offered. A pause later, she added, “The guy who’s in surgery
right now is resilient. The anesthesia
will wear off in a bit.
“When it does, keep him on a plain diet and nothing else. His body
might resist solid food after going so long without it.”
Ryan nodded, making a mental note of what she had just told him
Wynter was incredibly perceptive. She knew what he was about to sa
and what might be bugging him.
He understood she was doing all this to keep him from feeling
awkward.
He let out a breath. If the Quinnells, his employers, were still skeptical of Wynter’s identity, then he
wouldn’t hesitate to take care of her as if
she were his sister.
He might not be able to provide her the finest luxuries, like the
Quinnells could, but he could still take care of her needs. However,
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judging from Elliot’s reaction earlier, he already saw Wynter as his
sister.
In that case, Ryan needn’t worry that the Quinnells would give Wynter
a hard time.
Now, they could only sit and watch what Ewan and Wanda would do next. Ryan would like to hear
them explain how their so-called adoption and sponsorship of Wynter became such a mess.
The couple had told the public Wynter was their adoptive daughter. If they hadn’t been so intimidated
by Fabian, Ryan had a feeling they would show up and demand that the Quinnells compensate them.
Ryan considered how things would pan out in the long run. He had seen how these wealthy families
battled each other. He made up his
mind that he would be Wynter’s pillar of support from now on,
regardless of her choices.
Dalton had noticed Ryan’s strange behavior earlier. Presently, he assessed the young lady seated
across from him. She was chewing
on her candy while waiting for her pizza.
He could tell she was hungry, or she wouldn’t be staring at the pizza that was currently being cooked in
the furnace.
With the weather in Kingbourne growing chilly, there was nothing more comforting than a slice of piping
hot pizza slathered in meat. sauce and dripping with cheese.
Wynter leaned forward and picked up a slice of pizza the moment it
was served.
Dalton smiled at the look on her face. He took the scrunchies that his
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bodyguard handed him and used one of them to secure Wynter’s hair into a ponytail.
Grabbing another slice of pizza, Wynter said in between bites,”
Thanks.”
As for the other scrunchie Dalton did not use, he slid it onto his wrist
and wore it above his red beaded bracelet.
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