Wynter stood up immediately and didn’t say another word. Instead, she picked up the black bag,

looking sassy and indifferent.

“Ryan, let’s go. The Quinnells don’t need treatment.‘

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Furious with Fiona, Ryan explained anxiously, “Wynter, Ms. Naomi is different from the Quinnells.

You…”

“Mr. Lloyd.” They were interrupted by a soft and gentle voice.

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