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

Chapter 140 Ewan’s Attempt to Win Back Wynter

Ewan was shocked to the core when he saw that it was Wynter whom Larry was serving.

He took a step back in disbelief and almost stumbled in the process. If it weren’t for the security guard supporting him, he might have collapsed right then and there.

It seemed almost inconceivable to Ewan that Larry had canceled a meeting with the Chamber of Commerce just to meet with Wynter.

As Ewan was pulled away, he slowly regained his senses. He wanted to rush back in for a closer look, but it wasn’t possible anymore.

He was certain that the person seated across from Larry was indeed Wynter, and beside her was the little beggar Margaret had rescued.

He couldn’t help but wonder how Wynter had gotten the chance to meet Larry.

After pondering for a moment, a thought struck him.

“It must be through the live stream!” He muttered. “Wanda had mentioned that Margaret was doing live streams with the girl she rescued!”

Ewan seemed to grasp onto an idea and wanted to contact Wynter. Only then did he realize that he had already deleted her number.

In frustration, Ewan berated himself with a light slap. “I should contact Margaret!”

Immediately, he dialed Margaret’s number, only to find out that he had been blocked!

Ewan was frantic. His mind raced, and he finally decided to contact Susan.

The short tempered Susan snapped, “Exactly! Some investors saw the live stream and wanted to invest in Wynter. What’s it to you?”

“Click!” Susan impatiently hung up the phone.

But Ewan smiled. “Just as I suspected.”

He had heard about how some big shots liked to lavish attention on female live streamers. and engage in under–the–table deals.

Ewan narrowed his eyes. “Why didn’t I think of it earlier? That face of hers could be quite useful!”

With this realization, he suddenly felt less pressured. Wynter had always listened to Margaret. So, if he could just please Margaret, getting Wynter back would be easy!

Jerry regretted not keeping a closer eye on him, and his face was filled with self–reproach. ” Boss, feel free to punish me if you want.” Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“It’s not a big deal, and there’s nothing to punish you for,” Wynter replied casually as she served some food for Wolf.

Her expression remained calm, yet it exuded an intimidating presence.

Jerry suddenly understood why Larry referred to Winter as “Boss.”

Despite his years of experience and encounters with many young ladies from prominent families, none possessed Wynter’s commanding presence, especially at such a young age.

Her composed demeanor left Jerry at a loss for words.

Wynter then spoke again. “Sit down, and let’s eat together. People like Ewan always think that they have everything figured out, but they can never guess my true identity.”

Jerry lowered his gaze and expressed his concern. “I actually hope that he’ll be able to guess. your identity so that it can alert him. But the way he left seemed suspicious, and I’m worried that he might pose a threat to you, Boss.”

Upon hearing this, Larry slammed his fork down in frustration. “How dare he? Who does he think he is?”

Larry finally grasped the challenging situation Wynter faced in Southdale, where even small company CEOs like Ewan attempted to bully her.

“As long as I’m still around, I’ll bankrupt anyone who dares to try!”

Larry remained unaware that Wynter had been raised by the Yates. But even if he knew, his

attitude would remain the same.

“The Welkin Corporation was originally built for you to toy with. These people in Southdale have really overstepped their boundaries!” Larry exclaimed.

When the Dark Web Alliance existed, Larry had already entered society, while younger businessmen like Ewan were likely still in their infancy.

Larry couldn’t comprehend their audacity to trouble Wynter. “Who gave them the guts to hassle with you?”

Jerry struggled to explain the complexities.

“Hassle with me?” Wynter chuckled and propped up her chin with one hand. “Well, that’s perfect then. I’ll use this opportunity to ruin him, so Grandma won’t be heartbroken anymore.”

As she said this, she played with the matchbox in her hand. Despite her youth, her gaze held

a dangerous chill that made one’s spine tingle.