Chapter 252 Wynter Considers His Own

• Beginnings Wynter wondered where she had come from. She couldn't remember anything, much less her early years, though she had little memories to begin with. However, she didn't think this issue would have such a melodramatic turn. Wouldn't it be cliché if she ended up becoming the Quinnell family's heiress? Knowing that she didn't resemble the Quinnells' adoptive daughter Naomi, she pushed the idea away. However, if they pressed Fanny for an explanation, the solution would soon be revealed.
• Dalton's eyes grew intense as he watched from a distance. Even if this was not the proper way to phrase it, he couldn't help but imagine how pleasant it would be to be the one Wynter had saved from the cellar. Their relationship would have undoubtedly been enhanced by fleeing a lonely town together. Wynter herself might not have recognized it. the unexplained affection she had for Elliot following the event. Dalton swallowed forcefully as the wind blew behind him, and the cold that was coming from him intensified. Ethan reported from the side, "Sir, we've captured all the targets," as he was afraid to approach Dalton due to the cold. And this is the item that you asked for.
• Silently watching the event unfold in front of her, a mixture of anxiety and hope filled Yarra's heart, particularly when she saw Elliot's will to find his sister. "Wynter!" she yelled. With Yarra gripping the corner of her clothing and cowering behind her, Wynter turned to face her. Fearful of the throng around them, Yarra trembled as she murmured in Wynter's ear, "Do you think I may go home now that everything is over? "Now?"