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

Chapter 328 Down Bad Dalton frowned, but he picked up the call. The person on the other line sounded apologetic, as though worried that he had angered Dalton somehow by calling him.

He explained, "Boss, we're still working on getting a higher profit margin on our end. It's around 10% now, and I know you aren't happy about that, but Max..." The voland the clarity with which the person on the other line.

said this made Wynter look over in surprise.

Dalton gently turned her head. "Don't move. I don't want the hot air getting on your face." "I can blow-dry my hair while you take the call," she said. She doubted it was appropriate for him to take the call while he was playing hairdresser.

Chuckling, he said to the person on the other line, "I'm blow-drying my fiancée's hair right now. Get back toin a minute." On the other end of the phone call, Eduard Gilmore fell speechless.

After the initial shock passed, he quickly said, "Oh, go ahead, Boss! Sorry for bothering you!" He should have known better than to call Dalton five minutes before the conference call was scheduled to start. Eduard cursed himself for having such bad timing.

Wynter refused to let Dalton continue. If word of this got out, he would be ridiculed.

Chapt. 328 Down Bad However, having anticipated what she was about to do, Dalton grabbed her wrist and stopped her. He pointed out in his velvety voice, "The conference hasn't officially started, so we still have tto dry your hair." She decided to humor him. "Suit yourself then." He smiled as she faced forward once more. He then said to Eduard," Could you send over the meeting agenda?" "Oh, of course! Right away!" Eduard replied dutifully.

In the past, Eduard was more inclined to believe that pigs could fly before Dalton would go on a date. Now, not only was he proven wrong, but he could also tell how happy Dalton sounded.

Eduard wondered if that meant he and his co-workers would be spared from the usual scolding today.

When the conference call began, Eduard noticed Dalton was more- relaxed than usual.

"Boss, Fernando Deluca recently acquired santique jewelry. He was wondering if you'd be interested in taking them off his hands?" Eduard asked.

Dalton glanced at the description. "No." "He said sof the jewelry belonged to the Yarwoods." When Dalton heard this, he froze and stared at the screen.before him.

His I*ps curled in a cryptic smile. “What does that mean?" Eduard felt a chill down his back, as he always did whenever Dalton smiled like that. "Uh, he said something about it being able to cure you? I'm not too sure about the details either." Rubbing his red-beaded bracelet, Dalton said after a moment of thought, "In that case, have him make an appointment to showwhat this magical object is." "Yes, Boss," Eduard answered.

He was the only one left in the conference call. Everyone else had logged off as soon as they were done getting Dalton up to speed on their progress. They were stunned when they saw how casually dressed Dalton was.

When the conference call was over, Eduard was bombarded with questions. He had to set up another group text to gossip with his co- workers.

"You didn't hear it from me, guys, but Boss is probably living with his fiancée!" "What, as in cohabiting?" "His fiancée?" Eduard tagged all of them and warned through text, "Keep your m*uth shut about this until there's official news." The executives were wise. They certainly wouldn't blab to anyone about Dalton's possible love life, much less gossip about it with their subordinates.

They found it extremely hard to believe that Dalton was seeing someone, much less be so indulgent and loving toward her! Chapter 328 Down And Meanwhile, Dalton had no idea that his subordinates had scrutinized and magnified his every move.

He took off his glasses and switched off the lights in the study before heading into the bedroom.

Wynter was already asleep in bed, her long, black hair fanned out across the dove-white pillow. She looked ethereal in her sleep, almost too delicate to touch.

Dalton leaned forward and caressed her ch*ek with his thumb, his gaze darkening. He had meant t of her, but he Fertaking a gleant to leave was no saint. He couldn't just walk away and behave rationally when the woman he loved was right in front of him. Unexpectedly, Wynter fl*pped to her side and pinned Dalton's arm under her. With her ch*ek nestled against his palm, she looked so breathtaking that Dalton's heart skipped a beat.

Spin to Claim Your Surprise Reward! Play Chapter 329 Wynter Dreamt Again Dalton's posture becrigid. He gazed intensely at her with dark and unfathomable eyes. He leaned forward slightly and nearly touched her face with his nose. The touch from his hand made his Adam's apple shift subtly.

The wind was strong in Kingbourne. It was especially noticeable as fall began, and it howled outside. However, the room was incredibly quiet.

Wynter furrowed her brow slightly, possibly disliking the coolness of the beads on his wrist. As Dalton watched her her, she felt he was noble and handsome, yet mysteriously unpredictable, unlike his usual demeanor.

He lowered his stance further and gently caressed her face. In a deep and calm voice, he said, "You really aren't worried at all." What he might do next was uncertain, even to him. However, she seemed undisturbed.

Dalton studied her eyes and I*ps closely. He moved his I*ps closer and tightened his hand, resting beside her as if trying to restrain himself. His gaze grew darker, tinged with a hint of red. He let out a cough, causing the dust on his beads to clear and reveal a faint glow. His gaze deepened even more.

Finally, he lifted her entirely. He ran his hand through her hair. His grip grew stronger and stronger. Wynter could sense his breath close to her, and she was about to open her eyes.