Chapter 97 Mr. Yarwood Wants to Save Her
“I don’t care what methods you use! I don’t want to see her in Southdale again!” Wanda hung up, annoyed.
She didn’t want to make things difficult. It was just like raising a pet. She still had
some feelings about Wynter after all these years, but Wynter was still pestering the
Yates!
As she pondered this, Wanda remembered something. She took out her phone and
sent another message.
That night, it was already late when Wynter returned to Waterview Alley.
Usually, she didn’t mind if the street lights weren’t working. But as soon as she entered the alley, she sensed several figures behind her.
She was carrying a black bag, and a faint hint of coolness overflowed from her smile.
A man stood next to the second street lamp that lined Waterview Alley. He was tall, elegant, and noble. Even the lights had become his foil in the old alley.
The man was Wynter’s overly handsome patient. Why was he there? Wynter raised
her eyebrows curiously.
Dalton flicked the beaded bracelet on his wrist, glancing at her. “Dr. Genius, why did you bring such annoying people with you?”
As he spoke, he coughed slightly, looking pale and fragile.
She raised her chin and said, “You leave first.” If a fight broke out, she couldn’t
protect him.
However, Dalton didn’t move. He focused on the gangsters who emerged from the darkness, his eyes filled with coldness.
“Hey, are you trying to be a hero?” taunted one of the gangsters playfully.
“Pretty boy, I advise you to reevaluate your abilities before saving this beauty.”
The six people following Wynter stepped out onto the path. Some had scars on their faces, and some looked muscular.
They looked at Dalton, smirking evilly.
‘Fuck off! Don’t stand in our way!” shouted one of the men. As he said that, he
moved to attack Dalton.
But before the man had even touched Dalton, someone grabbed his hand violently.
It was Wynter.
She looked at the burly men and spoke calmly, “Do you know how precious my
patient is?”
“What-
She kicked the man, breaking his fist. The huge impact knocked the gangster to the ground. With her knowledge of medicine, she attacked him with vital point strikes that prevented him from screaming.
The other five men paused, then rushed toward her at once.
Wynter smirked. Her stance was nonchalant as she swung her bag and knocked down another gangster effortlessly.
For a moment, the gangsters instinctively felt danger, stepped back, and wanted to run away. But it was too late.
One gangster didn’t even notice Wynter had moved before a force choked him by the neck, pushing him hard against the wall.
He struggled to breathe as his pupils widened.
Wynter seemed unbothered by the fight, looking at the burly man expressionlessly. Her coldness even made her seem like a killer.
The gangster turned pale with fright. His entire body trembled, and he broke out in a
cold sweat.
Wynter pushed down with force, seemingly wild and unruly. She demanded, “Who asked you to come here?”
Chapter 97 M: Yarwood Wants to Save Her
There was no way the Gibsons had done this. Hilda wouldn’t have thought of her as
an informer.
