The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call ( Wynter Quinnell )

Chapter 1528 The Montclairs Know Her Identity

Little did the Montclairs realize they were taken to a location close to their company.

After having her hands cuffed and vision obscured, Tamia assumed they were brought to an interrogation room. When the blindfold was removed, she was dazzled by the bright lights before finding Landon and Ophelia sitting by her sides.

While the terrified Landon screamed for his lawyer, Ophelia sat in silence and drowned in regrets.

However, the silence was shattered by a drawling voice. "Unfortunately, there's no lawyer here. But I can help arrange a lifetime sentence for you."

Ophelia was utterly stunned as Tamia turned to the voice in disbelief. Although Landon didn't know Wynter well, he recognized her face.

After all, she had made quite an impression upon her first appearance. Landon could even faintly recall the tattoo on her nape.

"Is it really you, Sevie? How can this be possible?" Ophelia exclaimed in a trembling voice. Wynter shot her an indifferent glance and retorted, "Why can't it be me?"

Having lived longer than her children, Tamia gained sharper insights and wiser

perspectives. "To think you can intervene in cases handled by special officers! This can't be You can't possibly have those kinds of connections!"

"That doesn't matter. What matters now is that one of you has the chance to reduce your sentence. I'm interested to see who it will be." Wynter chuckled as she casually took a seat across the three Montclairs.

For the first time, Tamia felt a chill creeping down her spine. She would rather face prison and wait out her sentence than endure such torture. To her, Wynter was no ordinary young woman-she was the devil itself!

As Tamia trembled in fear, Landon appeared almost relieved. "Sevie, look, Noah must've mentioned me before. I never wanted to hurt him. It was these women's ideas, and I was simply following orders!"

"But Mr. Waldron said you vocally aspired to bring down the Whitman family at the gathering, Mr. Landon," Wynter casually retorted.

Cold sweats instantly broke out on Landon's head. How had Wynter discovered the secret gathering and his declaration? It didn't make sense at all!

In contrast to Landon's anxiety, Wynter merely regarded him with indifference.

A thought suddenly struck Landon, and he nearly sprang up from his seat. "Please hear me out, Sevie! I was just following Mom's orders! I can tell you all about the Waldron family's plan!"

"The Waldrons mean nothing to me. Tell me something I can't find out," Wynter shot back as she tapped her fingers on the table.

Landon's expression instantly changed as a new idea took hold. When Tamia saw the look on his face, she knew they were doomed.

Given the circumstances, the Whitmans might still show them mercy. However, Noah might not offer them a chance to survive if certain secrets were leaked, no matter how much he cared for Cyrus.

Instinctively, Tamia tried to silence Landon. Yet, he retorted, "How could I possibly listen to you at a time like this, Mom? You taught me that it's every man for himself."