NovelEnglishChapter 332 Wynter in Panzarath Wynter was pensive. She needed to sort through her thoughts carefully. She wanted to clarify things before telling him.
Unfortunately, Dalton was very sensitive and good at focusing on key points.
"Yes," Wynter replied while meeting his gaze.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDalton looked into her eyes and chuckled softly. "I'll listen to whatever you say." This statement made Wynter's eyes flicker slightly. She remarked, Then be careful about the people around you." "Understood." Dalton tucked her long hair behind her ear. "If you need anything from the Quinnell family, just say it. I've lived in Kingbourne longer than you and know more about these matters." Wynter didn't beat around the bush. I indeed need you to set up a meeting with a designer." "Who?" Dalton asked.
Wynter handed over a business card. “A foreign designer, Carloz Lopez." Dalton's eyes deepened. "Another Lopez?" "Do you know him? That'll make things easier." Wynter spoke calmly. He designed the old Quinnell family house. I think he did well, and I want to know what inspired him." Chapter 332 Wynter i Fanzale Dalton took the card and held it between his fingers, "I remember you once mentioned modernizing fortune predictions." "Yes, I mentioned that." Wynter didn't want to spar with him. "I know a bit about it. There are problems with the design he did for the Quinnell family. If you know him, don't let him cheat you." Dalton's I*ps curved slightly. "So what else is there that I don't know about?" "That's all." Wynter leaned in closer when she suddenly realized something. "Were you a bit upset just now?" Dalton put away the card and denied it. "No." "Because I mentioned the past?" Wynter guessed.
Dalton replied lightly, "You're overthinking it." After he finished speaking, Dalton added, "Although your taste in the past wasn't great, at least it's much better now." With that, he walked away.
Wynter was somewhat perplexed. Everyone said that Dalton was dignified and stable, and was always composed.
She wondered why it was always so hard to figure him out when it cto her. He had commented several times that her taste was poor.
Wynter pondered about her past. There wasn't much to it. She just liked pretty things...
Wynter was good at convincing herself. But little did she know, Dalton cared about other things. For example, why did she once call someone from the Shepherd family "brother"? Just thinking about it gave Dalton a heartache.
From his perspective, she was only being passive to him. If it weren't for his careful planning, one would wonder if she would've agreed to be with him.
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When he was young, a medium once told him that he was not suited to have obsessions: brice he developed an obsession, the outcwould be undesirable for everyone.
But sometimes, when affection took root, the more one cared, the om stronger the obsession He wanted her to belong entirely to him. He wanted her to willingly love him as much as he loved her-to see him as irreplaceable.
Wynter had no idea what he was thinking now. She was still planning to pick up sthings at Panzarath
Unexpectedly, Fabian had arranged for someone to meet her. Just as she and Wolf get out of the car, they were greeted by a man in a suit holding a string of beads. The man was cheerful and conspicuous in the crowd because of his outfit. He looked more like a conman than a genuine fortune teller. "You must be Ms. Quinnell. Please, cin!"
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