Chapter 305 Sycophantic Behavior
Wynter stared atn’s back as he walked away, a smile curling on her
l*ps.
She had been wondering about the mastermind behind Havenlight County’s human trafficking
syndicate. After all, someone had to be pulling strings with the authorities if things like DNA tests and
birth certificates for the abducted children could be forged.
The forgery had been so well done that even the government database reflected those records. It
made it hard for parents to track down their missing children. The more they investigated, the more
they felt like they were running a fool’s errand.
The Scott family from Kingbourne fit the profile perfectly. Wynter narrowed her eyes as she
contemted the possibility.
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The Scotts had been on the top of the social food chain for a long
time. They could easily manipte the lives of those far beneath
them with a snap of their fingers. With such power, the Scotts never thought of Wynter as a threat.
of Paradise Vige because of a seemingly ordinary youngdy like
Wynter.
All the Scotts knew about Lucas’ rtionship with Wynter was that they had met by coincidence. But
little did the Scotts know, that was
exactly what Wynter wanted them and the public to think.
The only reason why the Quinnells had such a hard time tracking Wynter down was because her
identity was kept top secret. Even Lucas had no clearance to ess information on Wynter, let alone
the Scotts.
When the award ceremony ended, Lucas walked up to Wynter unabashedly and said, “Come on,
Wynter. Thanks to you, I’ll get to
dine with our mentor.”
Ifn hadn’t left early for Kingbourne, he wouldn’t have missed such.
vital information!
Most of the leading figures of Southdale were still loitering around the hall, including the Shepherds,
who were angling to get into Lucas’ good graces.
Nelson nched when he heard what Lucas said to Wynter. Everyone
else in the room went silent.
Rnd’s eyes nearly bugged out of his head. “Mentor? Are you sayin
that this youngdy is Mr. Munn’s…”
“Mentee,” Lucas finished Rnd’s sentence with a smile. “And so am
I, though Mr. Munn certainly makes me look like an essory next to Wynter.”
At this point, everyone learned two things about Lucas. One, he hailed from the formidable Keller
family, and two, Jackson Munn was his
mentor.
As if those weren’t groundbreaking enough, he went on to reveal that Wynter, the imposter that the
Yates had gotten rid of, had also
received instruction from Jackson.
Jackson was a force to be reckoned with and was practically a legendary figure. Despite all the years
they had been in Southdale, even the Shepherds weren’t good enough to meet him in person.
Nelson was horrified, and regret instantly filled him. His family were exchanging looks behind him, their
thoughts mirroring his.
Known for being thick-skinned, Nelson immediately hurried to catch up to Lucas and Wynter. “Oh,
Wynter! Over here!” Hearing this, Lucas and the others stopped in their tracks.
There was none of Nelson’s usual arrogance and criticism as he beamed at Wynter. He looked
sycophantic, which was the opposite of how he had looked that night when he cast Wynter away from
his
manor.
“I have yet to congratte you on your aplishments, Wynter! Margaret must be proud to have a
granddaughter like you,” he gushed, hoping to bury the hatchet with Wynter. “I hope your grandmother
is doing well. It’s been some time since I saw her.”
Wynter’s icy gaze fixed on Nelson’s grinning face.
Just as everyone around them pondered on their dynamics, they heard her say dryly, “My
grandmother’s been doing great now that our courtyard is clear of any riff-raff who demand to call off
engagements.
“She’s been getting stronger too, which I bet is going to piss off a certain powerful medical family who
look down their noses on traditional medicine. To think these are the same people who called her
obsolete and made it sound like they were better than us.”
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