Chapter 243 Caught Red Handed
As soon as those words left Wynter’s lips, the atmosphere in the room shifted dramatically. Fanny seethed with rage. Wynter’s statement felt like a direct assault on their family’s livelihood.
“Shut up!” Fanny lunged forward, aiming to grab Wynter by the hair,
This time, Cheryl didn’t intervene. No one dared to speak ill of the Macintoshes in all of Havenlight County, so Wynter was crossing a line.
As Fanny was about to strike, she suddenly felt dizzy, her legs giving out beneath her.
Fortunately, Gary was beside her, catching her just in time. “Mom, are you okay?”
“This bitch has completely rattled my brain.” Fanny shook her head, feeling disoriented.
Hubert remained composed, but his eyes darkened. “She’s quite feisty, but I like that.”
Turning around, he proposed, “Mrs. Quirk, why don’t we seal the deal tonight in bed, and save the wedding ceremony for tomorrow?”
Hubert had never encountered a girl like Wynter before. Her demeanor was cold and aloof, piquing his curiosity about whether she would maintain that demeanor even after they slept together.
The thought excited him, and his eyes grew lustful. “Mr. Quirk, do you have a spare room in your house?”
“Indeed, we do,” Dickson responded, surprised by Hubert’s interest in Wynter.
Cheryl, holding her bag, expressed her dissatisfaction. “Hubert, think this through. We can have anyone we want. Why settle for this ungrateful girl?”
“Aunt Cheryl, don’t worry. She’ll come around soon enough.” Hubert’s eyes darkened as he reached out to grab Wynter.
Yarra, worried about Wynter’s safety, couldn’t hold back any longer and rushed forward, brandishing a kitchen knife.
“Don’t you dare touch her!” she yelled.
Hubert let out a scoff. “Isn’t this the beauty who just came back from my bed the other day? Get out of the way, I’m not interested in playing with you today.”
“Don’t come any closer!” Yarra stood in front of Wynter. Her hands were trembling, but her
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wyes burned with hatred. “Take one more step forward, and I’ll kill you!”
new growled, “You easy woman, what nonsense are you spouting?”
“youre to better!” Varta’s oves turned red. “You’re all damned beasts!”
Beaty surved, Hiting the child in his arms. “Try me. I’ll make sure the kid joins you in the
“You! All of you!” Yarra’s body trembled. Even if she didn’t want to bear his child, it was still her child.
Suddenly, Wynter reached out and grabbed her hand. “It’s not worth dirtying your hands for these parasites.”
Hubert lost his patience. “When a woman talks too much, sometimes you just have to use
Your tists.”
Dickson and Beny immediately understood the hint. Dickson grinned. “Mr. Macintosh, there’s no need for fists. Since we’re offering her to you, we’ll ensure everything’s in order. We’ve dosed her water, so she should be feeling the effects soon enough. Then she’ll be begging for you.”
“That takes away the thrill.” Hubert’s gaze turned sinister as he eyed Wynter. “With her fiery temperament, it’s more entertaining when she’s sober.”
As women themselves, Cheryl and Fanny joined in the laughter at these words. “That’s right! Hubert, teach her a lesson later!”
“This city girl is too arrogant. She needs to learn her place here!”
The ringing in Yarra’s ears intensified, sending her into a panic. She seized Wynter’s arm. You’ve been drugged! When did this happen? I should’ve been keeping an eye on you!”
“It was my oversight,” Wynter replied casually, her eyes locking onto Hubert’s with a cold, eerie gaze. “As a village official, aren’t you afraid of being investigated for such deeds?”
you, in Havenlight County,
Hubert unbuttoned his collar. “Let them try. To be honest with you, no one dares to delve too deeply into the Macintosh family affairs.”
“Oh.” Wynter suddenly raised her hand, a smirk playing on her lips. “Everyone, that’s another point against them.”