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

Chapter 1690 Old Habits Die Hard

Both Noah and Taylor were deeply worried that Wynter might have been wronged. After all, she had been taken in for questioning, and the details of her involvement in the case weren't public knowledge.

Even without diving into specifics, just hearing the words "exploiting under the guise of scholarship"," auctioning young girls", and "organ harvesting" was enough for Noah to picture the harrowing environment. "It's good enough that you're back safe and sound. Your grandfather and mother are waiting for you at home."

Noah chuckled lightly before continuing, "Your cousin, on the other hand, is fretting about his latest project. He's terrified he'll mess it up and wants you to give it a final check."

"I trust Cyrus with the project. Besides, I know you'll be there to guide him." Wynter hesitated slightly as she continued, "But Uncle Noah, I'll need you to help me explain things to Grandpa and Mom. I know I worried them this time it was my mistake not to consider their feelings."

Wynter fully understood how much her family had agonized over her safety. Seeing how Reuben had faced criticisms on her behalf in the past few days had only made her more aware of their love and concern.

No matter how capable she was, her family would always fear for her safety.

Noah paused briefly before responding with quiet resolve, "All of us understand. No matter what happens outside, the Whitman family will always stand behind you. Even if our strength is limited, Taylor and I will never allow anyone to harm you."

The other members of the Chamber of Commerce, upon hearing this, couldn't help but wonder who would dare harm Wynter with the immense achievements resting on her shoulders.

If it were them, they wouldn't overthink this much. Breaking a massive anti-corruption case meant that no one would dare to treat both Wynter and the entire Whitman family as they had before-stepping on them whenever convenient.

The balance of power in Hawford's business circle was about to change profoundly. Word had already spread that those who had previously given Reuben a hard time had all been summoned for questioning.

This wasn't just about a shift in the business circle-even Lucas had undertaken a full-scale restructuring. Unlike previous transitions where incoming leaders had to adapt to "unspoken rules" developed over time, Lucas made it clear that he wasn't playing by the old manual.

In any city, the direction of development largely reflected its leadership. With Lucas at the helm, it was evident that the focus would be on tangible, meaningful progress.

Specifically, there were whispers that future support would prioritize industries related to technology, domestic brands, and cultural initiatives representing local identity and heritage. This vision aligned perfectly with Wynter's efforts and initiatives.

Some of the members in the room, who had been wavering between the Wray and the Whitman families, couldn't help but feel uneasy. Unlike those who had already secured opportunities for growth, such as the applesauce factory, none of them could compare now.

"Ms. Quinnell, would you mind sharing what specific instructions Mr. Keller has given?"

"Yes, you must know his personal interests too, right?"

"We don't need to worry about the situation in Colifernia for now. Let's focus on developing our side first."

Some were clearly eager to leverage the connection. They couldn't understand why, at such a good opportunity, they were still talking about family matters and what was happening in Colifernia. They were more interested in using their connection with Lucas to seize the chance and make a fortune.

Wynter's gaze swept over them, lightly toying with her purple sugilite pendant. "I thought seeing the consequences of some people's actions would make you settle down."

Her words silenced the room.NôvelDrama.Org © content.

"Just in case some of you are still unaware, it was me who took down Edison. Anyone who shared his style in the business world is likely writing their repentance letters in prison by now," Wynter said coldly.