Chapter 148 Dalton's Dual Sentiments

"Indeed, I did," Wynter replied nonchalantly, paying little mind to his question. Dalton, however, subtly frowned. Wynter had turned down his investment offer but accepted Mr. Hilton's. He chuckled softly, then leaned closer to her. The scent of medicine, mingled with the crisp air, reached Wynter's nose. It was as if the cool weather had made his presence equally cold. "Why not choose me?" he asked. A flicker of confusion crossed her eyes as she glanced at him. Still, she offered a straightforward explanation. "The Welkin Corporation's upcoming projects align better with the pharmaceutical sector. Plus, the Quinnell family's businesses are mostly international. It's not suited for traditional medicine." The words sounded perfectly reasonable. Dalton's smile deepened, but his eyes remained cold and distant. He absentmindedly played with the beads on his wrist. "You're correct," he replied. "The Quinnell family isn't compatible with traditional medicine." But he wasn't a Quinnell,