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Chapter 103 His True Identity Was Uncovered "Sure." Wynter didn't think much when she said that. It was only after Dalton left that she realized reporting her whereabouts to him seemed like what couples would do. That, coupled with the coolness on her wrist, felt like a reminder to her of her man's existence.
At the stime, Dalton reached the junction. His car was already there waiting for him. It was a limited edition Maybeck. The driver bowed at him politely as he opened the car door.
At this moment, Dalton was a totally different person as opposed to how he was in front of Wynter. He raised his hand to loosen his diamond cufflink. The oppressiveness in his dark eyes made the man in the video call with Dalton not dare to look at him at all.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Get rid of all those people. We'll talk about the other things after I reach." After taking off his beaded bracelet, it seemed as if he had removed his constraints. Apart from his cold and elegant aura, there was a dangerous undertone in his eyes. The look on his face was unfathomable.
Susan, who happened to be passing by the car on her scooter, saw that. She stopped her scooter and frowned a little. She mumbled to herself, “Isn't that the handsfriend of Wynter's? Damn, why would he be in that car?” Wolf had mentioned that this car cost at least six hundred million dollars! Wynter's friend must've been rich! Susan thought that she had to tell Wynter about this after she got off work and headed back home.
Sitting in the car, Dalton was dealing with work. He didn't notice Susan. The Maybeck was driven out of the alley soon after. They were headed toward the direction of the airport.
The city center was lively and bustling as countless cars drove down the roads. Regardless of how busy it was, nothing affected the peace and quiet in the clinic.
When Wynter entered the place, Wolf was sitting by Margaret's side munching on a bread roll. With a smile, Margaret told him to eat slower. There was nothing but love Chapter on her face.
After a busy day at work, Wynter was hungry too. Placing her bag by the side, she bent down and took a bite off the bread roll in Wolf's hand. Wolf was about to get- angry. His fists were clenched tightly.
But after Margaret asked, "Why are you back so late?", he smiled. He turned around and made a gesture at Wynter.
Wynter washed her hands at the sink outside. After that, she sat down. "You managed to hold yourself back from accepting the money. Not bad." Wolf seemed proud of himself. Margaret was helpless. She could only say to Wynter, "That friend of yours sent someone to buy a bunch of things and bring them here. You should find a tto return all these things to him." Wynter raised an eyebrow. "What are those things?" Wolf pointed at something. Wynter then saw a pile of unboxed stuff. There was a TV, a fridge, a study tablet, a massage chair for the elderly, and a multi-cooker.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMargaret let out a sigh. “He probably could tell that we're not in the best financial situation, so he wants to help us out." Not in the best financial situation? Wolf looked confused.
Margaret reached out to ruffle his head. “The two of you have been suffering as well by living with me."
"Wolf and I were children who nobody wanted." Wynter's voice was light. "We get to eat and drink while we live with you. How is that suffering at all?" After sthinking, Margaret said, "Wyntem, I've thought about the matter of reopening the Empathy Clinic. Let's do it, just like you suggested." "Sure." Wynter served spork stew to Margaret.
Margaret didn't eat it right away. Instead, she lowered her head and pulled out a passbook. That's right, it was just a passbook. It wasn't even a bank card.
Judging from how wrinkly it was, it must have taken Margaret a long tbefore she managed to save this little bit of money. She saved all of that in her bank account. Wynter, I have 30 thousand dollars here. Just use this money when you need to buy anything to reopen the Empathy Clinic." Qket Fast Far Bonus Tere to Running Dun