Chapter 74 Who Is the Yarwoods‘ Tuming Point


    Dalton had a noble but short–lived destiny.


    Since Theo felt bad about it, he let Dalton off the hook.


    Fabian hadn’t found his granddaughter. So, it was better to let the Quinnells decide the marriage after


    they had found her.


    He just felt that it was a pity that no one could apany his outstanding grandson from


    childhood.


    Theo sighed with a rare sign of guilt. “It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have…”


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    “Grandpa.” Dalton interrupted him with a faint, warm smile. “I’ve never hated you. If the


    Yarwoods need someone to take on something, I’d rather it be me.”


    Holding the dragon cane, Theo trembled slightly. He didn’t speak for a long time and looked at his


    bright and lovely grandson before sighing helplessly.


    Everyone envied the Yarwoods for their wealth, but no one knew of the troubles they went


    through.


    His grandson had been willing to suffer for so many years.


    Atwater also once said that everything would have a turning point. But they had waited for so many


    years. Where was their turning point?


    Dalton knew what Theo was thinking, but he only sat beside the tea table calmly and


    looked out of the manor.


    The afternoon light swept past him and casted ayer of halo around his figure. It made him look even


    more cold and noble, just like the son of an aristocratic family in the medieval times. His every move


    was filled with light.


    He guessed she should have received the gift he gave her by now. Even through the video,


    he could tell that she wanted the Zenith herb.


    Dalton smiled lightly.


    At this moment, Wynter had already walked out of the inner hall. While she was responding to Abel,


    she secretly sent a message to Wolf in her pocket.


    The content was simple, and there was only one sentence–Retreat, the Yarwoods.


    Intervened!


    When Wolf received her notice, he was eating toast on the street. He ate it in big


    m*uthfuls, filling his entire m*uth.


    Since he didn’t imnt any extra IP addresses, he immediately wiped them out and left no trace for the


    other party.


    He stood up and thought, “Hmph, the Yarwoods are so annoying!”


    Margaret shouted over there, “Wolf,e and take a look! What’s going on with this TV? It keeps


    buzzing!”


    Biting down on the toast and holding onto wooden buckets, he headed toward the inner courtyard.


    No one would have thought that the person who caused an uproar in Southdale and turmoil on the


    inte would be a little boy.


    After all, they had never linked the Gibsons‘ trouble to Wynter, so they were even less likely to notice


    the clinic hidden in the alley.


    At the same time, the Southdaledies were still talking in the reception hall outside the


    manor.


    Wanda had be the center of their attention. “Speaking of Kingbourne, we n to move there by


    the end of the year.”


    Mrs. Lipsey was surprised. “Going to Kingbourne? What about your business?”


    Mrs. Jennings took a sip of tea. “You know nothing. Mrs. Yates‘ maternal family is now in Kingbourne.”


    All thedies were envious.


    Although Southdale was good, and its economy was developing rapidly, it was still far behind


    Kingbourne.


    “Business is trivial.” Wanda pretended to be modest. “Yve is outstanding. We can’t be a hindrance to


    her, so we’d better move to Kingbourne…”


    Just as she was talking, Yvette was pulled out by a bodyguard. Her hair was messed up, and she


    looked frightened.


    “Mom.”


    She was about to cry, but when she saw all thedies in the entourafe, she immediately hid


    her emotions.