Chapter 92 Wynter's Inquiries

• "Oh..." The gangster turned to face his unconscious commander. Wynter trod on the man's hand after failing to receive a reaction. The man shrieked in agony, "Yes! "We're taking illegal orders!" with desperation. She took a step back and turned to face the man, who paled in fear. You appear to be in charge. Tell me the details of the order. "We have to get you out of Southdale, no matter how we do it." Afraid to provoke her, he raised his aching hand. He asked, “Why don’t you think about who your enemy is?” Wynter released him. "My adversaries are too numerous. I'm not able to guess. The mobsters were taken aback.
• Dalton laughed. He was nearly immaculate, wearing a suit. He watched Wynter with a deep, lovely glance. She thought he was attempting to woo her. Her eyebrows sprang upwards as she murmured, seductively, "It's okay if a good-looking guy makes fun of me." Dalton walked over to her, straightening her long hair that had become tangled up in the altercation. "Do you need Ethan to investigate this?" he muttered. "Not necessary." Without much thought to what he was doing, Wynter just listened to his voice. You didn't own any lozenges, did you? Dalton grinned. "I consumed them. I have a meeting, though. That's what I wanted to tell you earlier! Go now.
• She checked his pulse with two fingers, nodded, and tugged his wrist over. She gave the thugs a signal at the same moment. "Go ahead." The gangsters were shivering from the closeness between Wynter and Dalton. "What?" "How did you obtain the purchase? Is it better to go online or offline? With a deep smile, Wynter said. "Do you still want me to give you the rules of the underworld?" The criminals were taken aback. Like one of them, she behaved! It was accessible online. At first, we gave out little loans. However, in order to recover debt, we must be dishonest. We just couldn't pull it off," the man said loudly and clearly.