Chapter 227 Intoxicated

• "It looks like Wynter ran into an old friend," Fanny stated with a smile. "A longtime friend? So, friend, how about we take you back with us? Dickson replied, gently throwing his arm over Harry’s shoulder. Harry instantly shook his head. "No, everything is OK. I own a vehicle. "Hey, Dr. Genius, I'll be taking off," he remarked, turning to Wynter with a worried look. Please be careful on your travels. In the hopes that Wynter would notice his concern, Harry emphasized the word "take care." To his astonishment, Wynter simply grinned. “Don’t worry, sir. With my parents by my side, I’ll be fine,” she said. Then she looked down and started sucking her noodles again.
• Dickson relaxed when he saw how at ease she was. "That's my girl." Harry was a little nervous. How could Wynter have been so unaware? He was unable to speak much, though, given that they were her parents. Though he was afraid it would simply cause difficulties, he could report the incident. Harry was familiar with Havenlight County's Paradise Village as a local. No normal person would dare to go there by themselves because it was a dangerous place. Moreover, their intended destination was outside the purview of any authorities. Over the years, there had been reports made, but they all ended up becoming unresolved.
• Harry was afraid that if he got involved, the local thugs would take revenge. But he couldn't leave Wynter behind because she had saved his life. After a moment's hesitation, he turned back as though to step in. But Wynter interrupted him before he could speak, saying, "Sir, be careful out there. When you go home, your daughter is waiting for you. Go ahead and contact her again. Harry was surprised. Fanny, meanwhile, had completed her packing and was prepared to get into the automobile. Everything behind Wynter's naive smile appeared to be concealed. The aging minivan had already moved away as Harry stood there, confused. Fanny began probing her as soon as they were in the car, asking, "Younger, who's that man?