The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 1556 The Relief Sculptures

Whether it was in physical industries or high-stakes ventures reliant on luck, Wynter had a well-thought-out plan for everything. She was truly a genius among geniuses.

Only today did Logan realize that this genius had long since devoted herself to the country.

Among all the people present, none could have imagined she had such a background. Otherwise, no one would have dared to confront her or go up against the Whitman family.

Even back when Clyde was alive, he spoke of her with disdain. Chad even thought of Wynter as a joke. Looking back now, it was all so ironic.

They had all lived in arrogance, so used to their privileged upbringing that they instinctively categorized people into different ranks. Logan thought he understood Wynter completely, but in truth, he probably hadn't even grasped a third of who she really was.

As a young man, like many others, Logan harbored a dream of being a hero hoping to become, like a movie's protagonist, someone truly special who could dedicate his life to the land beneath his feet.

Logan's pain was gradually washed away by a surge of excitement. He looked up at Wynter. "Rest assured, Wynter. I will definitely complete the task you've entrusted to me!"

"Alright." Wynter didn't doubt Logan's character. Otherwise, she wouldn't have given him the badge belonging to the Special Unit.

There were people in this world who carried a legacy, and then there were those who walked through life guided only by their passion. From the moment she met Logan, Wynter knew he was unhappy within the Winston family.

She had heard all the rumors from Kingbourne about her. So, she knew it wasn't easy not to conform in such an environment.

Yet, Logan had managed to stay true to himself he was the only one in his family not influenced by those aroundNôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

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After giving her instructions, Wynter didn't linger. Initially, she had planned to personally visit Lynette's club to see what exactly was captivating all those socialites.

However, after seeing the earlier relief sculpture, she was left with an unsettling feeling. Compared to investigating the clubhouse, the scholarship committee seemed far more dangerous.

From its name alone, it was clear that the program involved students. Laboratory schools, being one of the top schools, shouldn't have many issues. After all, they weren't found in rural areas with neglected children whose parents were away for extended periods.

The records for each round of educational aid for top schools like this should be well-documented, and the students receiving scholarships should have their information on file.

Yet, according to Yvette, the Wray family had somehow used this school as a stepping stone to gain power within the Chamber of Commerce.

Mounting her motorcycle, Wynter's long legs gracefully swung into place. As she snapped her helmet on, the curve of her lips held a chilling edge.

Some people truly behaved worse than animals, all while thinking they could seize power under the guise of doing good.

Since the Wray family had fallen, if something sinister really was happening at this laboratory school, now was the best time to investigate. Whoever was benefiting from the school wouldn't sever this link easily.

Someone new was bound to step in. When they did, she'd be ready to swiftly pull the rug from under them and send them all to prison!

At this moment, the Waldron family was entertaining guests, eagerly anticipating Wynter's downfall. They were completely unaware of her true intentions and what she was about to do next.

In Edison's eyes, once Fredric made his move, Wynter was as good as finished. It was merely a matter of time. He only needed to sit back comfortably and watch the spectacle unfold.

At the right moment, he could even play the hero over at the Whitman family. But for now, he would allow them to remain happy. After all, he believed they would be in a living nightmare soon.

Edison's thoughts were colored by a prior agreement that if the Wray family fell, he would be chosen as a decision- maker for the Chamber of Commerce.

Today, however, not many had shown up. He knew that most of the attendees had gone to the Whitman family instead.

"Alvin really is shortsighted, betting everything on the Whitman family," someone whispered in Edison's ear. Edison chuckled in response and said in a quiet voice, "Let him. Those who go there now will end up crying even harder later."