Chapter 1388 The Dalton in Her Dream

The atmosphere inside the room was completely different from the outside. Wynter was not entirely unaware of Sharmaine's odd behavior. After all, she was too beautiful. It was as if she possessed some kind of enchantment spell. The familiar energy Sharmaine exuded felt like something Wynter had encountered before, but she couldn't quite recall where. Sharmaine had quickly withdrawn any hostility and was remarkably gentle, while Wynter wasn't one to stir up trouble without reason. Additionally, with Dalton massaging her neck so comfortably, it made her head feel a bit foggy. It was as if her blood flow was slowing down, causing her to feel irresistibly sleepy. Dora, Carol, and Leo, who were hiding in the lucky coin, didn't dare show themselves. Or perhaps, they weren't even around. With their recent arrival in Hawford, they had been more subdued. It seemed almost like something here was affecting them. This was something Wynter wanted to investigate. After all, the Winston family