Chapter 606 I Am Miss Quinnell
It really was someone from the Quinnell family.
The reason Wynter could be so certain was that both men looked similar. From afar, the old man in the newspaper and her grandfather had more than a passing resemblance.
No, that was not it. It should be said that her grandfather took after her great–grandfather, both in their physical appearance and imposing manner.
Wynter folded the newspaper and looked toward the rickshaws and steam–powered cars going back and forth. Then she took Isla’s hand and said, “Let’s go.”
It was impossible for others not to realize the truth that even a paperboy understood.
Wynter also believed that the Quinnell family would never cooperate with the Foplyans. There must be a
reason behind it.
As a member of the Quinnell family, Wynter was worried that their family would be affected by it. But the most important thing was that she had figured out the fastest way to enter that building.
Moreover, she did not need to sneak in.
“Wynter, it’s not in this direction.”
“I know it’s not this direction. We’re too conspicuous right now, so we need to change our outfits first.”
A disguise?
A confused Isla was pulled into the most expensive store at Hawford.
The people at the French Concession paid a lot of attention to modern attire. During that period, things would run more smoothly if one was in modern clothes.
Isla had been here before, and she liked the customers here the most when she was selling camellias.
This was because the ladies and gentlemen here would buy a flower or two. She had never felt insignificant here.
The customers were rich and spoke in a language that Isla could not understand. But strangely enough, the Foplyans had never bullied anyone here before.
On the contrary, they treated them with courtesy–something that Isla could not get over.
A store assistant took one look at Isla and said while waving her hand, “Go away. You can’t sell camellias
here.”
Isla instinctively wanted to leave.
Grabbing Isla, Wynter blurted out in a foreign language, “Bring out your dresses in the latest fashion.”
The sales assistant was nervous because she could ot understand the complicated words, but she noticed Wynter’s jewelry and attire. “Madam, I will bring you whatever you need.”
“I need a change of sales assistant.” Wynter walked past her and saw someone in the middle of putting
on their leather shoes. “Please get me two dresses. One large and one small.”
Though slightly taken aback, the sales assistant immediately went to prepare the dresses.
Wynter was picking up almost everything that she saw.
By the time Wynter and Isla walked out of the store, their image had totally changed.
Wynter looked even more charming than before. She wore a white fur coat with an off–shoulder dress inside. She carried a pearl leather handbag, and on her ears were a pair of bespoke gemstone studs.
Wynter looked like the daughter of an influential family of that era who had just returned from studying
abroad.
The sales assistant instantly stepped forward to praise Wynter.
Wynter casually took off a ring and gave it to the sales assistant in leather shoes. “You can keep this ruby and send the rest of my things to the Quinnell Chamber of Commerce.”
The Quinnells?
The sales assistant’s eyes brightened. With Wynter’s buying spree, it seemed like silver was nothing but copper coins to her. There was all the jewelry that she was wearing, too.
Almost no one doubted Wynter’s identity. They were quietly wondering if this was the Quinnell family’s
secret daughter.
This was the effect that Wynter wanted.
Meanwhile, some Foplyans were coming and going among the people. They appeared to be searching for someone as they took a look at each of the ladies passing by.
“Have you found her yet?”
“Not yet.”
“The Emperor is furious. Leonard Smalls had died in a strange manner.”
“Wait a moment. Isn’t that her?”
It was Wynter. The Foplyans wanted to go over but heard the people around them say, “No, you cannot arrest her. She is the Quinnell family’s daughter.”
Chapter 607 Meeting Her Great Gram
