The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call ( Wynter Quinnell )
Chapter 971

Chapter 971 Wynter Is Finally Taking Action 

Wynter knew she had to wait for the mastermind to make their move before revealing her full strength she acted too soon, the enemy might still have backup plans. 

If 

Even now, the origin of the wooden doll was still unclear. Wynter was worried that there were too many carriers and that the resentment was too strong. Some of them may have escaped and some had been 

chosen. For instance, the Wilson family. 

Wynter didn’t believe these incidents were random. The problem she just thought of reminded her of the Earthbound Formation she had once entered. 

The Foplyans had attempted to infiltrate the school in hopes of influencing the younger generations. They 

might have been employing similar tactics this time, just more discreetly now. 

She had to take this issue more seriously now given that these matters were tied to the Earth’s energy. 

Wynter planned to inform Lucas, who was coming back to Kingbourne, about the current issues. She had to alert Mt. Dragon as well. From the clues that she had gotten so far, it was clear that there were internal 

issues within their rank. 

Wynter retracted her gaze. Her demeanor was completely normal. It was as if she was just taking a leisure stroll after a meal. Only Whitley, who was resting in the room, understood her true intentions. 

From now on, she was the only cultivator left in the mansion. This would mean that she was the only one who could feel Whitley’s aura. Not only could she hide his whereabouts, but this also made it easier for 

her to act. 

Sure enough, the first thing she asked when she went upstairs was, “Any sign of the aura I told you about?” 

Whitley shook his head but added, “It’s strange though. I feel your aura here.” 

“Mine?” Wynter was taken aback. She was sure she had never been in this place before. How was it possible for her aura to be here? 

“Yours,” Whitley affirmed. 

Wynter frowned. She trusted the Savior and Ancient Beasts‘ abilities to detect auras. Wolf represented the ominous energy while Whitley represented the auspicious energy. 

However, she was currently more concerned about locating Wolf. “What about the scent I asked you to follow? Is it gone?” 

Whitley thought for a moment. “It’s still around, but very distant. It’s probably up in the mountains.” 

“Distant? How distant are we talking about?” Wynter found the situation increasingly peculiar. 

Whitley closed his eyes to concentrate. “Not in Kingbourne. The place feels very peaceful.” 

Whitley felt his thoughts becoming jumbled up and he felt a little dazed as he recognized how familiar that place felt. It was as if he had been there multiple times, and he wondered where that place could be. 

Chapter 971 Wynter Is Finally Taking Action 

Wynter noticed that Whitley’s current condition was very similar to Wolf’s 

Wynter had a bold guess. Was it possible that, as long as they were from ancient times, both Saviors and Ancient Beasts had experienced the great calamity described in “The Odyssey? 

Was that why they appeared in their current form now? That could also explain their fragmented memory. 

Having thought this much, Wynter looked at Whitley and asked, “Do you know what you are? Specifically? 

“Me?” Whitley was smart. He could very quickly understand Wynter’s question. “I suspect I’m a turtle.” 

Wynter raised her eyebrows. “Kraken?” 

Whitley nodded. “Possible. I enjoy being in the water. It makes me feel safe. The constant rain recend has made me feel very comfortable.” 

“Do you remember the boy that was with you in the garbage heap? What do you think he is? Wynter glanced at Whitley curiously. 

Whitley took a guess. “A glutton? He could never stop eating. He eats everything and anything he can replace. 

“It seems that your perception may not be entirely accurate either,” Wynter said as she stood up, her eyes pale. “Albert is here. He will distract that old geezer. You and I will go and see what’s in the back garden.” Wynter suspected there was more to the place than the cultivator.