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

Chapter 1055 Bom Like Thin 

Kaspar had said not to bother looking for it, as even malevolent spirits had their fate. 

This puzzled Maurice. How could a malevolent spirit have a fate? 

However, he had figured that the malevolent spirits tied to the Earthbound Formation 

were quite pitiful. They were a pair of sisters, and they seemed quite young. 

Kaspar couldn’t help but speak up when he saw his two disciples confused, “She did 

that on purpose.” 

“On purpose?” Maurice tilted his head. “Master, what was she doing on purpose?” 

Kaspar laughed heartily but didn’t explain further. 

Seeing Wynter read his friend’s fortune, Xander eagerly asked her to read his as well. 

“Ms. Quinnell, can you check mine, too? been involved with anyone outside 

I haven’t 

my marriage. Should I let my wife manage all the money?” 

“That’s up to you,” Wynter replied and pretended to be profound. “Sincerity is key in 

some matters.” 

The three men responded in unison, “We’ll be sincere! We won’t make the same 

mistakes again!” 

Any mistresses of theirs had to be cut off! 

Wynter glanced behind her. “I need to take Grandpa Gordon back to the memorial hall now. The three of you can reach out anytime if you want me to check your 

homes.” 

Wynter had said so much, but her true intention lay in that final sentence. Since there 

was no direct evidence pointing to any particular family, it would be better to visit 

them all. 

Looking at their geomantic layouts wasn’t the same as casual visits. Many details. 

could be revealed. 

Besides, she also wanted to find out what illness Clyde had. It was quite severe, after 

all. 

Wynter narrowed her eyes after they left. She turned around and revealed her true. demeanor. 

Kaspar watched her with amusement and couldn’t help but laugh. He waited till Wynter approached before pointing at her. 

“You really have a lot of tricks up your sleeve, don’t you? Interesting, very interesting! Why don’t you tell me about your real motive for offering to help with their layouts?” 

Kaspar did indeed seem like a mischievous old man at times. 

Wynter looked down slightly. “It’s personal. But, Mr. Stravius, you have visited the Winstons before. What exactly is wrong with Mr. Winston Senior’s health?” 

“He doesn’t have much time left,” Kaspar replied. “As people age, their bodily functions decline. You should understand that since you have medical knowledge. After all, you are Dr. Miracle.” 

“Dr. Miracle?” Kolton suddenly turned his head. “The legendary Dr. Miracle?” 

Albert also looked over when he heard Kaspar. His eyes filled with surprise. “Dr. Miracle? Wynter?” 

“Yes, it’s me. It’s just a title, out of respect.” Wynter didn’t bother hiding this fact. After all, it had been quite some time since she had taken any cases. 

Albert looked at Wynter and suddenly laughed. “My sister is truly amazing. We thought it was because you inherited Mrs. Yates Senior’s skills when you cured 

Grandpa, but now it seems that’s not the whole story.” 

Even though Albert hadn’t spent much time in the country, he had heard of Dr. 

Miracle. It was said that even if the Grim Reaper wanted to claim lives when the 

clock hit three, Dr. Miracle could let them live till five. 

Albert had thought that the saying was exaggerated. But now, knowing that Wynter was Dr. Miracle, he didn’t think it was exaggerated at all. He believed his sister was ndeed that amazing. 

Wynter, what else are you hiding from your brothers?” 

Whitley watched from the sidelines as he thought to himself that there was so much more that Wynter was hiding. From his observations in the formation, she was far from ordinary. 

Who else could pilot an annihilator aircraft or decipher military codes? These were things that only Wynter could do. 

This included being able to save Whitley. 

Despite having forgotten many things, Whitley was still a Savior. Yet, Wynter still 

came to save him and even managed to get the Soul Commanding Badge from the Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

formation. 

A Savior recognizing someone as their master could have consequences for ordinary cultivators. Yet, Wynter remained completely unharmed as if she were naturally destined for it. 

The medium from Mt. Dragon was right, yet not entirely. 

Wynter was indeed a prodigy cultivator, but she should be stronger than all of them. Whitley could faintly sense the power emanating from the depths of her soul. 

“Is there anything else unusual about Mr. Winston Senior besides his physical 

condition?”