Chapter 153 There's Something Off With Daltor's Blood

• Wynter was still fiddling with the purple pendant made of sugilite that she had received from Dalton at the Waterview Alley clinic. That day, something came loose. In addition to her sporadic explosive disorder, there was also this purple sugilite fragment that gave her a strange sense of familiarity. If her recollection was correct, she should have owned this pendant, then how did Dalton come to own it? Wynter touched her temple, feeling bewildered, her eyes slightly glistening. Even though they were just a few jumbled pictures, she was now progressively recalling her past. However, it still took some time.
• With her fingertips brushing her lower lip, Wynter returned the purple sugilite pendant to her waist. She couldn't help but wonder what precisely that patient's blood contained that would cause her to act the way she did. so strangely. – – Ultimately, Wynter developed her medical expertise by using herself as a test subject, testing both effective and ineffective medications on herself. In addition, she had become immune to several toxins due to her cultivation of Zenith herbs. Unless... Dalton was afflicted with more than simply poison. Wynter's thin fingers pattered on the table in a rhythmic manner, her lips slightly curved. "Captivating." Indeed, Dalton was the person the Grim Reaper had marked.
• Wynter questioned which person the Grim Reaper preferred more: Dalton or the Yarwood family scion. However, she felt positive that the person she chose to save would not be taken away. With a lowered glance, Wynter rearranged her treatment strategy. Wanda, who had been driven away, was still bitter in the interim. She was sitting in the automobile, her look venomous as she repeatedly hammered the steering wheel. "I understood right away that we shouldn't have held onto Wynter. She will not stop till she destroys our family; just look at her! Ewan, who was experiencing back pain, had a confused look in his eyes.