Chapter 292 Return to Kingbourne


    Fabian originally thought it might take longer to persuade Wynter to


    go back to Kingbourne with him, so he was surprised when she


    readily agreed to it.


    This made Fabian even more excited about returning to Kingbourne.


    Wynter packed his medication and told him her ns. “Grandpa, I won’t be going back with you this


    time. I’ll have to tell Grandma that we’re moving to Kingbourne. I’ll see you then.”


    “You won’t being with me?” Fabian refused to be separated from his granddaughter. He said


    stubbornly, “Then, I’m not leaving.”


    Wynterughed. “Grandpa, the medical facilities in the county aren’t as advanced as those in


    Kingbourne. Besides, if I want toe up with a better prescription for you, I’m going to need more


    medicinal ingredients than what this county has to offer.”


    “Well, in that case, I’lle with you to see your grandma,” Fabian suggested, upromising. “The


    visit’s been long overdue, to be


    honest. She did our family a great favor.”


    Wynter couldn’t object to that.


    Before she left, she visited Elliot. She was in the middle of adjusting


    his IV drip when he woke up.


    His eyes turned into crescents when he registered Wynter’s presence. “Hey, Wynter.”


    They were strangers before this, but owing to their sibling connection,


    they only needed to exchange a few words before they warmed to


    each other.


    “As your brothers, we will stand by you in this Quinnell-Yarwood engagement business.” Elliot stroked


    Wynter’s hair. “You don’t have to marry Dalton. Once you get to Kingbourne, you can date and marry


    whoever you like.”


    Amused, Wynter let out a smallugh. “I wouldn’t want to bebeled as a serial dater. You just focus on


    getting better, Elliot. I can take care of things on my end.”


    “All right, but remember, I’m always here if you need me,” Elliot said. He recalled how she had rescued


    him from the cer the other day. Judging by her swift maneuver, he figured she must have been


    bullied to pick up those skills.


    If Wynter knew what he was thinking, she would tell him he had greatly misunderstood her. She had


    never been bullied.


    She and Elliot talked for a while longer.


    Elliot, in particr, seemed to have an endless supply of


    conversation. He showed Wynter photos of her from when she was


    young. “Food was your favorite thing. See how you used to stuff your face with candy?”


    “Actually, I don’t remember anything from my days with the Quinnell


    family,” Wynter admitted. She would never lie to someone who


    treated her with such sincerity. “I still think it’s best if we run a DNA


    test. It’s just to make sure I’m rted to you and the Quinnells.”


    Elliot paused and looked up at her. “You don’t have to, tell anyone else that you don’t remember. This


    could stay between us. Besides, you


    were only a year old then. It’s perfectly normal for you not to remember things from that age.”,


    There were tears in his eyes as he said, “I know you’re our sister. Anyone who doubts it can take their


    concerns up with me.”


    After Abel had described the Quinnell family as shark-infested waters, Wynter suspected that the family


    was gued with internal conflict.


    As such, a DNA test couldn’t be remiss. It was easy enough to aplish for Wynter. She had already


    taken samples from Fabian and Elliot so that she could run them against her own.


    The DNA test results should be outter in the day.


    However, she knew the test results would be redundant once she returned to Kingbourne. She


    reckoned there would be others in the family who would demand that a DNA test be done.


    The DNA test she had gotten done would be for Fabian and Elliot’s


    benefit.


    When a doctor at the hospital first handed Fabian a folder, Fabian


    was at a loss. It was only after he saw what it contained that tears.


    sprung to his eyes.


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    Alexis caught a glimpse of the DNA test results and the attestation at the bottom of the page.


    “Ms. Quinnell must have gotten this done to put you at ease,” Alexis pointed out, his voice clear. “She’s


    more thoughtful than we expected.”


    “I wish she’d be a little more selfish, Fabian mused ruefully as he clutched the folder. “Go back to


    Kingbourne and prepare for Wynter’s arrival. I don’t want anyone to question Wynter’s identity upon her


    return.”


    “Yes, sir,” Alexis answered dutifully.