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

Chapter 1493 Do Not Look Down on Ants

Kenton's fingers froze momentarily before he shot a glance at the bodyguards. At his signal, the men in black withdrew slightly, though they didn't leave the office.

Wynter remained completely unbothered, the smirk still playing on her lips.

Kenton burst out laughing. "Ah, I'm finding it harder and harder to understand the younger generation's words. You didn't even inform me before coming. I was just handling some business matters."

As he spoke, his gaze shifted to Yvette, clearly implying something deeper. 'People from the countryside think they can play games and fool everyone. But I have to teach them a lesson and show them what the rules are around here!'

Though he seemed to be talking about Yvette, it was evident that his words were aimed at Wynter.

"Oh? I don't quite understand that," Wynter responded casually. "But I do know a simple truth-there is a winner and a loser in every game.

"Losing means you have lost. Making excuses only diminishes one's dignity. Don't you agree, Mr. Wray?" Kenton's face instantly darkened. 'I didn't expect the Yarwood family to help you so much. My mistake was not taking you seriously from the start.

"You have the Quinnell, Whitman, and Yarwood families backing you. Without that support, you wouldn't have been able to stand on equal footing with me."

Kenton still didn't believe that Wynter herself was capable of orchestrating everything. His mind stayed fixated on the idea that her power lay solely in the families behind her.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

However, Wynter's plans had been in motion from the moment she arrived in Hawford. Every single detail was meticulously crafted to unfold just as she intended.

Outwardly, she played the role of a careless and privileged scion, making her adversaries dismiss her as insignificant. But in truth, each move she made was calculated and lethal.

Kenton, who had initially disregarded her, had already sealed his fate from the very beginning. After all, those who achieved great things must first immerse themselves in the game.

Kenton brushed the remaining dust off his hands. "You've done well, but it's not as fatal as you think.

"Wynter, let me give you some advice as someone who's been through it all. Do you really believe that bringing down the Wray family will lead to your success?

"Wray Group is a giant. Who will take over city development if we fall? Hawford is not just any place-there are countless eyes on it. Do you think they'll let an outsider take charge so easily?

"Besides, this is just the beginning. I've only lost some money in the stock market, and here you are, jumping at the chance to confront me. Whether it's me or anyone else, you've already made yourself a target.

"The tides could turn at any given moment. When that happens, even the Yarwood family won't be able to protect you and will be forced to bring you back to Kingbourne! Do you understand who you're making an enemy out of?"

Kenton's words were laced with thinly veiled threats.

However, Wynter's smile remained unshaken as she met Kenton's gaze. "There won't be such a moment. I know what cards you still have left.

"Firstly, you'll bring Cassian back. You will have him falsify the accounts or use him as a scapegoat for all your crimes.

"Secondly, the person behind you might step in to save you, but they could just as easily abandon you. After all, in their eyes, anyone can replace Kenton Wray if they want to."

Kenton's expression shifted. "How do you know-

Wynter interrupted him before he could finish his sentence, 'Your cards are an open book to me. That's why you've already lost."

Kenton hadn't imagined in his wildest dreams that his trump cards would be laid bare so effortlessly.

The sense of control he had once felt and his position of power seemed to crumble in an instant. Just the previous warning from the higher-ups had been a bad omen. On top of that, Cassian had been missing for two days now.

Hearing Wynter mention it only made his frustration surge. 'You don't actually believe that a mere accountant could change anything, do you?"