The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 403

Chapter 403 Let Me Borrow Some of Your Fortune

The delivery man seemed taken aback by the unexpected attitude of the person who opened the door. His facial expression suddenly stiffened.

He forgot what he was going to say next. He held the plastic bags and stared at Wynter, attempting to

intimidate her.

Wynter glanced at his features–high and sharp cheekbones. Despite his attempt to maintain professionalism and a neutral expression, the malevolent aura was unmistakable.

“Yes. I’ll be more careful next time, the delivery man said before raising his hand. “Mr. Holloway ordered some tea.”

“There’s no one with that family name here,” Wynter said casually. “Why don’t you come in and see for yourself?”

The delivery man seemed to be waiting for this invitation. With wet shoes, he stepped into the room.

He lowered his head, and his eyes darkened. “I want to know why you keep giving me bad reviews. Do you know how much money I’ve lost because of those reviews?

“You rich people think you can do whatever you want with us! Don’t think I don’t know you’re living alone!”

Suddenly, he raised his hand.

However, Wynter didn’t give him the chance to attack. She kicked him into the door.

Logan, who was standing inside, was shocked and wondering how she did that.

The delivery man was more stunned than him, realizing his sudden rage.

Wynter didn’t give him a chance to recover. She stepped on his back and looked at Dalton. “Dalton, can I

borrow some of your fortune?”

“Sure.” Dalton looked interested, and his eyes casually fell on the delivery man.

The delivery man’s expression changed. How could it have been him?

“Is this delivery guy afraid of you?” Wynter sensed something amiss.

Dalton’s eyes deepened. Indeed, but I haven’t seen him before. I never order delivery, either.”

“True. You have a weak stomach,” Wynter said before reaching out to him. Dalton also naturally extended his fingertips.

Wynter raised an eyebrow. “That’s not how you lend it.”

“Hmm?” Dalton chuckled softly. “How should I do it, then?”

Wynter leaned closer to him, while Dalton lowered his gaze subconsciously.

Wynter’s lips touched his, drawing out a natural purple aura and transferring it to a lucky coin.