Chapter 293 An Impressive Entrance
In Southdale, Margaret had been anxiously waiting at Waterview Alley
since receiving Wynter’s call earlier that afternoon.
Margaret and Susan had been on the edge of their seats when they watched Wynter’s live stream of the operation in Paradise Village.
If Mr. Keller hadn’t been there to explain the details of the operation, Margaret would have traveled to Havenlight County.
“Mrs. Yates Senior, is that Wynter? What a fancy fleet! It seems the cars are all registered in Kingbourne!”
Kingbourne?
Margaret looked up and saw half a dozen luxury cars pulling up by the alley entrance.
The next second, Wynter got out of the car at the front of the fleet. She then turned and helped a man, who wore a suit and sported a
head full of gray hair, out of the vehicle.
“How… How did Wynter come to know that old man? He’s obviously
well-off!”
The other residents of Waterview Alley stood outside their homes and
craned their necks to get a better view.
Margaret beamed. “The old man is Wynter’s biological family.”
Wynter had called Margaret yesterday and caught her up to speed. Being the thoughtful granddaughter that she was, the last thing
Wynter wanted was for Margaret to be caught by surprise.
Before hanging up yesterday, Wynter had said, “Grandma, I found a
place with a courtyard in Kingbourne for the three of us. You and Wolf will like it. It even comes with a heater, which will be perfect for you.”
Wynter had made her intentions clear. Despite having family in
Kingbourne, Wynter was not going to abandon Margaret in Waterview
Alley. The three of them would move to Kingbourne together.
Margaret smiled as her heart warmed at the thought.
Meanwhile, the residents in Waterview Alley were taken aback by
Margaret’s answer. They gaped at her and demanded, “Her biological
family? I didn’t know they were from Kingbourne!”
“I thought they were from some village in the mountains!”
None of them had expected this plot twist.
Ewan might just kick himself if he ever found out how wealthy
Wynter’s family was. It was precisely because he and Wanda thought Wynter’s real parents were bumpkins that they threw Wynter out of
their home and tried to destroy her career.
But now, it seemed Ewan and Wanda had been greatly mistaken
about Wynter’s background.
Wynter noticed the commotion and hurried to her grandmother. She bent down to embrace Margaret, saying, “Hi, Grandma. You have no
idea how tired I am after the trip to the mountains. Do you think you
could make some of that delicious meat stew for me?”
“All you ever think about is food,” Margaret chided affectionately as she patted Wynter’s back. “But I’ll save the lecturing for later.”
Fabian made his way over with his dragon-headed cane. A few
bodyguards clad in black followed him closely from behind.
At the sight of this, Margaret’s neighbors exchanged an impressed
look and muttered, “What an entrance, eh?”
Wynter did not hesitate to make introductions. “Grandma, this is my grandfather from the Quinnell family.”
“It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Madam,” Fabian greeted Margaret politely, humbling himself. “Wynter is lucky to have someone like you in her life. The whole Quinnell family is in your debt.”
Margaret took a long look at Fabian’s face and froze. “Mr. Fabian
Quinnell?”
“Do you know him, Grandma?” Wynter raised a brow in surprise.
Fabian was puzzled as well.
Margaret laughed and explained, “I don’t blame you for not remembering us, Mr. Quinnell, but my fellow research associates and I will always remember what you did for our department.
We were researching traditional medicine, and it was only through your investments that we managed to keep our herb farm. If not, Riftgard would have overtaken it.
Fabian recalled the incident after hearing this. He guffawed and said casually, “Oh, that. You don’t have to thank me, Madam,” he said, grinning.
“I only wanted to have some fun by giving Riftgard a,hard time. With the abundance of medicinal herbs in Florand, that garden is the
legacy of countless doctors who dedicated themselves to practicing traditional medicine. As if I’d let Riftgard take that away from us!”
Margaret thought this was rather noble of Fabian, but she never expected him to be Wynter’s biological grandfather.
At first, she thought Wynter’s real family had simply come from
money. She glanced at Wynter, and though she was happy for the
latter, she couldn’t help but worry.
Kingbourne was a whole different ball game, and Wynter would have
to watch her words and her every move once she arrived there.
Margaret wondered if Wynter would fit in.
