Chapter 521 Milk the Other Party Dry
“Show off their wealth?” Wynter nced at the bottle of red wine, wondering what kind of logic it was to
unt one’s wealth with wine.
Seeing the disdainful expression on Wynter’s face, Dalton coultin’t hold back anymore and started to
laugh as he leaned against her shoulder.
Wynter genuinely didn’t understand what he found so amusing. She held his chin and tilted it up
slightly, her beautiful eyes filled with confusion.
“Please exin to me how much wealth can someone unt with a bottle of wine,” she said.
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At this moment, Lester wished he could be invincible.
Although Wynter was the Quinnell family’s daughter, Lester thought no one would actually treat Dalton
this way.
In fact, it somehow felt like Dalton was the disaster–causing mistress who was kept in the
harem.
Lester shook his head, not wanting to get lost in his thoughts.
As they were all men, Dalton understood what the other party’s intentions were. It was precisely
because he understood that he had just shown his emotions in front of others.
“The meaning behind them sending wine is simply, ‘Since you can’t even afford to open a bottle of
wine, your brother–inw has sent it to you.“” Dalton’s voice still carried a hint of amusement, but his
eyes were cold.
Wynter raised an eyebrow at those words. “That’s it?”
“That’s it.” Dalton chuckled softly, ying with Wynter’s hair as he sat there in a casual manner. “You’re
still young. It’s normal that you don’t understand social nuances.”
After saying that, he added, “And you don’t need to understand
1. it. It’s just a pointless game.
That “brother–inw” probably wanted to remind a certain someone of his presence.
How annoying.
Dalton exerted considerable effort to suppress the surging hostility within him.
He remembered what Margaret said about someone who always liked to run behind others since
childhood while shouting out the name Charlie.
With that in mind, Dalton’s knuckles suddenly tightened as he grew even more hostile.
Wynter didn’t know why he suddenly became moody. She simply followed the line of thought he
provided and understood what was going on.
“So, they’re unting their wealth to you?” she asked.
“Me?” Dalton was surprised. Not to mention Dalton’s surprise, even Lester thought it was surreal when
he heard the wine sent by the other party was actually a unting of wealth to
these two.
One was Kingbourne’s unfathomable prince, while the other was the daughter of the richest person on
the leaderboard.
And yet, these students from Sacred Heart Medical University were unting their wealth to the two of
them?
Lester’s only thought at the moment was that those students must be out of their minds.
Wynter continued her analysis. “It’s well–known that I’m rich. After all, I’m a verified inte celebrity.
But you… You have no status, yet you’re so good–looking. You could be the face of a shop.”
“Face?” Dalton didn’t mind her description. He onlyzily nced over. “Now that you have someone
who can be the face of a shop apanying you, you should fix your taste.”
At his words, Wynter raised her gaze and looked into his incredibly handsome eyes. She finally asked
the question she had always wanted to ask, “Why do you always judge my taste?
Dalton also looked at her. After a while, he uttered a name from his thin lips. “Charlie.”
Wynter’s confusion was written all over her face before realization hit her.
“I was a naive child!”
But she wasn’t denying it.
Dalton’s eyes grew colder. He fiddled with the rosary bracelet on his wrist, realizing there was indeed
no need for the Shepherd family to exist.
Suddenly, Wynter picked up the bottle of wine.
“I’ll take the wine,” she announced. “Please, double or triple the price, and let the other party pay for it.”
This bottle of wine wasn’t too expensive. It was only 100 thousand dors or so.