Chapter 299

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Dalton pointed out dryly, “In my defense, I didn’t know she was the person the Quinnells have been
looking for.”
Theo stopped teasing Dalton after a while. Just knowing that Wynter might one day become his
granddaughter-in-law was enough for him. “In that case, do your best. If you don’t know how to go
about asking
for her hand, then read a novel or something!”
Dalton thought, “A novel?”
He would have never done anything so st*pid as to read a novel for inspiration, but when he clicked
into his inbox and found no
messages from Wynter, he decided otherwise.
With a click and a swipe, he stumbled upon a very popular romance
web novel. All the comments were raving about the male character,
who was apparently the man of every woman’s dreams.
Dalton had no issues negotiating a billion-dollar deal, but reading a
romance novel was a different ballpark altogether.
He frowned as he read the first .
Meanwhile, Wynter was unaware that Dalton had resorted to seeking
inspiration from the wrong sources. So, when a hundred cups of
coffee of various types and brands were delivered to her house along
with rose petals the next day, she was entirely baffled.
Her neighbors in Waterview Alley gaped at the coffee and flowers
piled up outside Empathy Clinic.
Wynter distributed the coffee to the neighbors and saved the ones with sugar for Wolf, who happily
gulped them down. When he was done, he signed, “I never want to drink coffee again!”
She ruffled his hair. “Good luck, kid. By the way, hand those flowers out for me, will you?”
Wolf frowned in agitation. All he wanted to do was find out who had sent all these coffee and flowers.
Wynter picked up a rose and laughed. “Who else? A certain Mr. Yarwood, I presume.”
Wolf signed, “I like him better when he’s handing out bank cards.”
Wynter neither agreed nor disagreed with him. She glanced at her phone and put on her baseball cap
and mask. “Stay home with Grandma. I’m going out to get my award.”
Wolf blinked at her, as if asking, “Prize? What prize?” He knew Wynter, would never attend anything
like an award ceremony, and he
wondered what made her change her mind.
In truth, Wynter had promised she would make an appearance. She wanted to see how the survivors,
especially Yarra, were doing.
After all, with Havenlight County taking up half of Southdale’s
territory, the rescue operation at Paradise Village had caused quite a
stir.
Countless children who had been rescued and parents from all over had flocked to Southdale to
personally thank Lucas.
Lucas oversaw the whole operation until the end. He first set up
medical units for the children who had been rescued, then looked into
all the departments that had allegedly taken bribes from the traffickers. After that, he visited every
village in every county.
Things were shaking up in Southdale.
The average person might not be able to tell, but those who did civil work knew that Lucas would one
day restructure and rule Southdale
with an iron fist.
Before this, there was talk that Lucas might not live up to the
expectations as the new Secretary-General. The politics in Southdale were not the easiest to figure out,
after all, since they were so deeply
entrenched in connections.
Lucas never turned down any case that was escalated to the City Bureau. There was no foul play at
work regardless of how big the
case was.
“Mr. Keller does his job well,” someone remarked.
“Tell me about it. The top brass came by the other day. I bet Mr. Keller can expect a promotion soon.”
Wynter heard the drivers conversing before she went in. These drivers
worked for the cadre..
Her name might have been on the list for the award ceremony, but she didn’t tell anybody the time she
would arrive for it.
Dom didn’t seem to mind as he stood by the entrance. At the sight of Wynter, he immediately beckoned
her over. “Dr. Genius! Over here!”
“Mr. Fisher,” Wynter greeted with a smile. “Fancy running into your
here.”
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Dom was dressed formally today. He chuckled and said, “Mr. Munn Senior is here too. He said to invite
you for dinner after the ceremony.”
“That’s fine by me. I haven’t seen Mr. Munn Senior in a while,” Wynter remarked casually.
The drivers who heard this nearly dropped their cigarettes. They wondered who Wynter was. She had
shown up here riding a
motorbike, and the drivers thought she was one of the rescued.
If that were the case, then how did she have such a powerful
connection as Jackson?
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