Chapter 444
444 Wynter’s Strategy
Upon hearing this, Fabian paused. Then, he asked rather seriously, “Tell me, have you really only
learned the basics of geomancy?”
“Not exactly,” Wynter hesitated somewhat when this topic was raised. “I’m an idealist. When the old
man was teaching, I didn’t study properly, but I’m definitely better than most people out there.”
Fabian had not believed in this before. He had no concept of it, so he just mentioned, “How about when
compared to Mr. Novak of Panzarath?”
“I’m better,” Wynter replied, peeling an orange and handing half of it to Fabian. “I’m very familiar with
some of Mr. Novak’s techniques. Grandpa, don’t go to him. If you really need someone to tell your
fortune, the man who appeared at our hotel is good.”
Upon hearing this, a rare look of surprise appeared on Fabian’s face.
“Mr. Stavius!”
“That’s him.” Wynter took a sip of tea. Her movements were pleasing to the eye. She added, “He
has profound knowledge. I’ll invite him over if you’re interested.”
Fabian hadn’t thought about this. He just laughed heartily. “Wynter, your abilities always surprise me.
Mr. Stavius from Mt. Dragon rarely comes down from the mountain, yet you have a connection with
him.”
“I’m just average, but I think my beautiful patient is the one who has a connection with him,” Wynter
spoke naturally. “They must have met numerous times by now.”
Fabian was still pondering. He recalled who that beautiful patient was.
Since Wynter had returned, he had forgotten about Dalton.
“Dalton,” Wynter explained. “They’re familiar,”
Fabian suddenly felt a crisis brewing. “Wynter, although that young man from the Yarwood family is
indeed handsome, handsome men are often the most prone to making mistakes…”
“Grandpa, are you not satisfied with him?” Wynter glanced sideways. “He’s handsome, and I’m not.
planning to change fiances.”
Fabian stiffened. He didn’t understand how young people these days develop their relationships.
But he occasionally saw netizens say never to be love–struck. He wondered if Wynter was love–struck
when she said that he was handsome.
Fabian convinced himself to stay calm and planned to discuss this with his grandsons later.
Wynter then handed another orange over.
Fabian tasted it. It was sour.
Wynter didn’t realize her words had unwittingly drawn a wave of hatred towards someone. She used
the
444 Wymer’s Stustegy
CEO’s private elevator, wearing a baseball cap to keep a low profile.
No one knew Wynter’s identity except for the black–clothed bodyguards that Alexis had arranged for
her.
“Miss!”
They didn’t call her Wynter, but ‘Miss‘, to make things convenient for her.
Wynter could tell they were all trained. She recognized one of them. “Aren’t you the driver who follows
Grandpa around?”
“That’s me,” the man stepped forward. “We are all loyal to your grandfather. It would be most
appropriate
for us to protect you.”
Wynter fiddled with her amethyst pendant. “What’s your name?”
“Zack,” the man replied with a deep voice.
Wynter looked back and then turned around. “Two of you can follow me. The rest can go protect
Grandpa, but change the setup this time. Protect him from the shadows as instruct. In half a month, I
need to
know who has tried to get close to him.”
Wolf had smelled the scent on Naomi, which didn’t match what had caused Fabian’s illness.
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