Chapter 970
970 Looking down on Wynter Playing a long game for a big catch
Tyler firmly believed that the individuals they had meticulously cultivated would remain absolutely loyal
to their empire.
The cultivators had been given all the necessary connections and assistance for their future. Even if they weren’t Foplyans, Tyler couldn’t imagine anyone passing up such an excellent opportunity. More importantly, the cultivators were all personally selected by the Saintess.
Tyler stood in front of the wounded cultivator and looked at Declan. His voice was dreary as he said, “I hope you won’t regret this decision, Mr. Quinnell Senior.”
Declan gestured for Tyler to leave. Tyler said no more, but he knew he needed to report back and await further instructions given the significant losses they had suffered today.
Everything was about gains and benefits for someone like Declan. All his relationships naturally dissolved when there weren’t any benefits for him to gain.
Wynter never spoke without careful consideration. She suggested going for a walk after finishing her
noodles.
Liam didn’t take Wynter too seriously. She could go anywhere she wanted as long as she didn’t head to the back garden.
Wynter chose to walk around the only exit. She deliberately left Whitley behind to prevent any information. about him from leaking out.
The wounded cultivator Wynter had released as bait was responsible for the perimeters. She was
confident that he wouldn’t have seen her.
Coincidentally, Wynter ran into Tyler and the wounded cultivator when they were walking out.
Liam panicked at the sight and tried to come up with an explanation. However, Wynter spoke before Liam could even think of an excuse. “Are these the maids who were stealing?”
“Yes,” Liam went along with Wynter. “It seems that Mr. Quinnell has decided to fire them.”
Tyler clenched his fist beside him tightly when he recognized Wynter. Declan, that old geezer. He didn’t mention anything about Ms. Quinnell, who had been giving them so much trouble recently by being here.
Both the master and the saintess had warned them that Wynter jinxed them. Declan had to be getting
senile!
Considering that it would not benefit him to get into a conflict with Wynter now, Tyler had decided to just leave quietly.
The saintess wanted Wynter’s body, and Tyler would ensure it was brought back to the saintess the next time he saw Wynter again.
Wynter had picked up on something suspicious despite Tyler’s attempt to mask his thoughts.
Wynter glanced at him nonchalantly and said in a calm tone, “That’s a great decision. A disloyal dog is the
970 Looking down on Wynter Playing a long game fore big catch
most dangerous . ”
Tyler had never been insulted like that. His lowered eyes gathered an unprecedented killing intent. How dare this bitch call him a dog!
Knowing that taking any action now would expose him, Tyler could only clench his fist. But when he returned, he vowed to make Wynter pay the price.
Disrupting the plan that the higher–ups had would be foolish. Since that old geezer Declan refused to cooperate, they would just abandon this pawn!
Tyler’s resentment toward the Quinnells peaked. As he left, he gave Wynter a final look. His eyes were
filled with venom and calculation.
Tyler thought that he had acted well. He believed that Wynter’s disdainful attitude meant she hadn’t seen him through. In reality, Wynter had noted his peculiar gait and had memorized his face.
Wynter’s skills in criminal investigation had always been top–notch. Furthermore, individuals with poor sketching skills could become top designers.
Wynter’s strategy to sow discord had worked. She only needed to relay Tyler’s appearance and his manner of walking to the Special Unit now. That would put them in a position to take control.
Wynter had no intention of capturing Tyler immediately. That wouldn’t result in any significant results. With spies deeply infiltrated in every aspect, they needed to find the source.
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