Chapter 1270 A Heartfelt Sincerity


    “I have a n to deal with the Chamber of Commerce,” Wynter interjected.


    She refused to burden an elderly man with her troubles. And, given her status as one of the few angel investors, she could easily join the Southern Cascadia Chamber of Commerce.


    Aside from Larry and his associates, no one knew about Wynter’s role as an angel investor. Even Fabian was unaware of her involvement at such a young age. It might be bewildering, but Wynter was undeniably an exceptional


    individual.


    Her remarkable intuition for profits and sharp business acumen set her apart from others. What began as casual investing had turned Wynter into a prominent angel investor.


    If those in the Southern Cascadia Chamber of Commerce


    learned of that, they wouldn’t have belittled her as an ignorant girl.


    Little did they know that Wynter might hold certain shares in theirpanies. The aristocrats were dependent on


    capitalists, and Wynter was one of them.


    Although Henry acknowledged Wynter’s capabilities, he feared the application of Kingborne’s methods into Hawford might lead to setbacks.


    Despite Wynter’s reassurance, Henry still arranged for someone to apany her. “This is Marco Vaughan, Ms.


    Wynter. He’s fourth in rank here.


    “While he might be mute, he’s well versed in the affairs and personnel in the Chamber of Commerce and knows a lot of secrets. We’d feel more at ease if you bring him along.


    tomorrow,” he introduced.


    As Wynter had suspected, the caretakers at the old Quinnell residence were all highly capable. Appreciating Henry and the other caretakers‘ goodwill, Wynter epted the offer.


    “Mr. Gordon’s room is up ahead, Henry informed Wynter as he led her to a room.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.


    Wynter could tell that Henry had been taking great care of the mansion. Despite the passing years, the mahogany furniture was carefully preserved and showed no hints of decay under the lights.


    “Mr. Gordon used to read the papers by the window. Many policies were decided right there back then.” Henry recalled with a nostalgic smile.


    The caretakers, who were once supported by Gordon, had never forgotten the Quinnell family’s former glory in Hawford.


    Yet<b>, </b>only the strong would thrive in the world. They could only. watch with sorrow and helplessness as changes unfolded within the Southern Cascadia Chamber of Commerce.


    Following Henry’s gaze, Wynter spotted a small, outdated desk with a pen holder and a few history books scattered across it. A newspaper rack stood beside the desk.


    Wynter walked over and flipped through the books. She soon


    Chapter 1270 A Heartfelt Sincerity


    stopped at the 47th page, marked by creases.


    “Has anyone touched these books?” Wynter asked casually, but she was keen on catching every clue in the room.


    “There was none. This room has been preserved exactly as it was before Mr. Gordon’s death. These were among their


    favorite books to read, including the papers over there,” Henry replied respectfully.


    Though Wynter noticed the newspapers, she doubted she


    would find any clues in a short time. As she had a trip


    scheduled for tomorrow, she decided to gather any important


    information she could.


    “Grandpa Fabian mentioned you’ve been taking care of Grandpa Gordon until his death. Is that right?” Wynter inquired.


    Holding an oilmp in hand, Henry approached Wynter to provide better light for her reading. “Indeed. Mr. Gordon was deeply concerned about the Chamber of Commerce and jotted down several suggestions here.”


    Henry answered Wynter’s question truthfully without withholding any details.


    Hearing that, Wynter set the newspaper back on the rack and disclosed her true purpose. “Actually, the reason I came back here is because of a dream.”