Dalton’s gaze lingered on the top floor of the Chamber of Commerce for a while before he replied with

a meaningful smile, “I do indeed know Ms. Quinnell.”

Upon hearing his answer, Wynter narrowed her eyes, her demeanor turning somewhat dangerous.

She was wondering how much Mr. Yarwood had found out about her, and whether she needed to

personally visit him to discuss matters.

Then, she heard the sound of fabric rustling, followed by the striking of a lighter from the other end of

the phone. Perhaps Mr. Yarwood had risen to light a cigarette.

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Dalton then said in a calm voice, “You saved my brother Anthony. I was in the car at that time, and

Anthony kept asking to see you, so I sent him back to Kingbourne. I’ve always wanted to thank you

personally, but my poor health condition prevented me from doing so.”

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