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

Chapter 235
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Chapter 235 Cautioning Dr. Genius 1/2 Raindrops tapped gently against the windowpane, creating a soothing melody. However, Margaret couldn't shake her unease. With Wynter gone, even with a full list of patients to tend to, the courtyard felt empty and desolate. Unlike the heavy rains in Southdale, the mountains merely cast a somber shadow over the land.

Fanny's soft voice broke the silence, "Wynter, would you like to stop at the rest area for sfood?" "Sure," Wynter replied agreeably. However, she made sure to bring along her trusty black bag. This peculiar action of hers caught Dickson's attention as he stepped out of the car to smoke.

The driver nodded subtly at Dickson. Dickson lowered his voice and said, “Let's not rush.” He fretted over the thought of Wynter waking up midway without having consumed the drugged water.

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Taking any action on the highway wasn't safe. They had to wait until they reached Havenlight County to pull over.

The food options at the rest stop were limited, but Fanny made sure Wynter was well taken care of. To onlookers, she appeared to be the epitof a caring mother.

"Be careful, it's hot," Fanny warned as she placed a bowl of noodles in front of Wynter.

Just as Wynter was about to take a bite of her noodles, a voice broke the silence with surprise. "Hey, aren't you the young doctor who was gathering mushrooms on the mountain that day?" Harry's eyes lit up when he saw Wynter. "I've been wanting to find you at Waterview Alley! What brings you here?" Wynter had an impeccable memory for faces, so when she looked at Harry, she instantly recalled their previous meeting. "Sir, it appears your heart has recovered." "Thanks to your advice that day on the mountain," Harry remarked, his brows furrowing. Where are you headed? And what brings you to this rest stop?" Wynter smirked slightly. "I'm going back to my hometown with my mom.

Though initially wary of the stranger's sudden appearance, Fanny couldn't help but smile upon hearing Wynter's words. "We're here to pick up Wynter." Chapter 235 Cautioning Dr. Genius 2/2 Harry found it peculiar. Hadn't Wynter mentioned before that she was an orphan? How did she suddenly have a mother? "Hello," Harry greeted, though puzzled. "Dr. Genius, where are you headed? I have a car. I can give you a lift." Harry had been itching to repay Wynter for saving his life on the mountain.

Wynter blew on her noodles and calmly stated, "We're heading to the Paradise Village in Havenlight County." However, Harry's expression changed drastically at the mention of Paradise Village. He glanced at the woman beside Wynter as if he had something to say. However, he hesitated.

Wynter asked, "What is it?" "Dr. Genius, are you from there?" Harry found it hard to believe.

Wynter chuckled lightly, deflecting the topic. "Probably." "What do you mean, probably? That place..." Harry halted as he noticed the woman's gaze shifting toward them.

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Wynter raised an eyebrow and asked indifferently, "What about it?"

"It's dangerous, especially for college girls and children," but Harry couldn't bring himself to say it directly. He had already noticed the local trafficker smoking outside. As for Wynter's mother, she also appeared peculiar, although Harry couldn't precisely pinpoint why.

In an attempt to avoid the local trafficker's gaze, he lowered his voice and cautioned, "Dr. Gentus,at's best if e you don't go there. That place is infested with mosquitoes, and there are many diseases. I'm afraid you won't adapt well."

"Your friend is quite humorous," Fanny remarked as she handedm Wynter a piece of sausage. We're going home, and we have medicine for dealing with mosquitoes." Harry's face turned even grimmer at Fanny's reply. It was a coded message, warning him not to stir up trouble.

"What's the deal?" Dickson chimed in, appearing at just the right moment with his trademark humble look. As Dickson and the driver drew nearer, Harry's eyes darted about nervously.