Chapter 320 Slow Poisoning

Wynter looked as sharp as she was stunning, a trait that a true Quinnell heiress would have. None of the household staff dared challenge her identity. They couldn't even help staring at her. They watched as she made her way from the threshold to the study in long, confident strides. There was no denying her beauty as the staff took in her chiseled profile. Wynter never thought she could win over a crowd with her looks alone, not that she particularly cared about winning anyone over. She was more concerned about the toxins that were working their way through Fabian's system. As the door to the study swung open, Fabian leaped to his feet and grinned at Wynter. "Come here and let me have a look at you, Wynter. Are you cold? "I would have sent my fleet of cars to bring you to Kingbourne, but that Yarwood brat told me his entourage offered more security. Anyway, where's your grandmother?" "She said she'll come over another day," Wynter answered and immediately reached out to take Fab