Chapter 520 The Quinnell Brothers

Dresses and jewels were not important to Wynter, who was still considering how she would face her opponents at the next family reunion feast. She had a sewing machine put up at their estate. Regarding the jewelry, she had not yet opened the dozen present boxes that had been given to her. They most likely weren't inexpensive either. It had been a long time since Wynter had handled a pencil for drawing, and she thought about the design of her clothing. Wynter didn't like the previous design she produced on the spur of the moment, even though it received a lot of attention. It was too elaborate, in her opinion. Fabian, in the meantime, sat in the courtyard, still furious. "Those young women have used such dishonest methods. How could they have descended so far? Margaret felt for his pulse. " Fabian, you don't need to get so worked up since Wynter has told us she can manage it. Such agitation cannot be afforded by your health. Margaret was just as worried, despite what she had said. Having worked at Kingbourne, she knew the vicious dynamics among young females. They were at times worse than grownups.