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The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 1717
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Chapter 1717 Chapter 1717 Someone Is Burying the Information Wynter abruptly stopped in her tracks.

On the other end of the line, Lancelot lowered his voice, as if he had moved to a different place. "From what I've gathered, there are shighly unusual cases in the hospital. They've already been quarantined." "They haven't reported it." Wynter quickly pinpointed the issue. "These hospitals are afraid of being held accountable." Ever since learning about the potential pandemic, Wynter had instructed the Special Unit to conduct covert investigations. She'd also ensured official directives mandated cooperation at all levels.

For things to have escalated this far without being flagged, it was clear that someone was deliberately suppressing the information.

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"It's easy to discuss things with you, Ms. Quinnell. That's exactly it. They're afraid of responsibility. On top of that, there's currently no evidence proving human-to-human transmission, so the hospitals are still searching for the cause," Lancelot replied.

Wynter lifted her gaze. "It could be monkeys." "What?" Lancelot sounded baffled.

Wynter narrowed her eyes. "They conducted experiments. Is this confined to just one hospital, or is it happening across Colifernia?" "Currently, only two hospitals located in the western part of the city are affected." After a brief pause, Lancelot added, "It might also be connected to the DNA sample you askedto test." Wynter froze momentarily. "Connected? How?" "That piece of hair's owner is the attending physician at one of those hospitals," he answered.

Hearing this, Wynter's expression turned fierce. "Lancelot, thank you for this lead. I think I understand what's going on now.

"We might not be able to uncover the full picture ourselves because someone is deliberately suppressing information. But as an overseas Cascadian, you're in a better position than us." "Oh my, who would've thought this foreign-looking face of mine could be of service to Ms. Quinnell?" Lancelot quipped humorously.

Wynter's tone dropped an octave. "Listen carefully to what I'm about to say. I told you before that one of my team members has gone missing. I need you to find out if either of those hospitals has any special wards.

"Secondly, leave the west district immediately. Go to the city center and get a full medical check-up, including blood and virus screenings.

"If your results are clean, take the testing equipment to the Yarwood family. Tell Mr. Yarwood Senior not to cinto contact with anyone or use public transportation. He needs to leave Colifernia as quickly as possible." Lancelot immediately grasped the gravity of the situation. "Do you suspect this might turn into a pandemic?" "The strange cases at the hospital already suggest human-to-human transmission. I just don't know the exact mode yet. But Mr. Yarwood Senior is elderly. Returning to Kingbourne is the safest course of action for him now," Wynter suggested.

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Dalton was looking at Wynter from the side as she spoke.

Lancelot responded decisively, "Understood, Ms. Quinnell. I'll get it done." The call ended.

Without offering any explanation to Dalton, Wynter strode purposefully toward her superbike. She placed the helmet on her head with swift determination. "You cannot follow where I'm going this time. Your health won't allow it." "If there's truly a large-scale infectious disease outbreak, my health isn't the only concern. Your body won't allow you to walk into the outbreak's epicenter without proper protection, either."

Dalton was perceptive-he didn't need to know the details of the conversation to piece things om nto together He understood the situation fully from the moment Wynter instructed Lancelot to get Theo to safety.

Wynter glanced at him, frustration flickering in her gaze. How was she supposed to handle someone like him? Anyone else would've been easy-she could simply hit a pressure point and leave them behind. But with him? For reasons she couldn't quite pinpoint, she just couldn't bring herself to do it.