The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 1432 Doomed Beyond Redemption

Wynter received a call from Fabian before she even got back into the car.

"Wynter, Reuben reached out to me for a chat!" The laughter on the other end was so hearty that it was infectious. "He was worried about you and asked me a bunch of questions.

"I might not know the details of what you and your brother are up to, but I believe there's nothing that can't be overcome," Fabian spoke with great confidence. "Do what you want to do."

Wynter looked inside the car and smiled widely. "Alright."

She indeed felt different from before. Back then, she did business purely for the money. No one would unconditionally support her from behind at the time.

Now, it was different. Wynter wanted to help the older generation achieve their sentiments, vision, and their grand ambitions, just as Gordon did. Cascadia's economic lifeline should always be in its own people's hands.NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

Wynter was convinced that Cascadians should avoid stagnation. They were open to working with others but must remain resolute in their identity. They possessed their own strengths and integrity and were not inferior to foreign products.

As for the Wray family's faction, they had been nothing but foreign goods' lapdogs ever since they started spreading rumors and denigrating domestic goods. Wynter had nothing more to say about them.

Many in the Chamber of Commerce were now aligned with them, with some even pretending to be on the Whitman family's side. She needed to seek them out one by one.

She knew this wouldn't be a smooth sail. Just like now, it was only when she faced a "dead end" that she was able to expose others' true nature.

Others might not notice Wynter's intentions. However, someone as perceptive as Dalton already compiled a detailed list for her.

"These are the people who usually step up to support the Whitman family. Some of them are close to your uncle."

The information was thorough. Dalton even sent it to her in a document.

Wynter hadn't imagined that he would do these for her. She raised an eyebrow and wondered if it was normal to have a fiancé who knew herself better than she did.

She was grateful that they weren't on opposing sides. Otherwise, winning would have been quite a challenge.

This reminded Wynter of the old laptop she had discarded. She thought inwardly that being too smart could be troublesome as well.

What she had forgotten was that they had always been on opposing sides back then. Perhaps it was only in their current lives that they were engaged.

Meanwhile, the decision to withdraw his investment had enraged Cyrus.

"I'm not pulling out! Who are you to make decisions for me? The land was chosen by Wynter and me together! She even brought me along to help revive Mr. Blaise's factory! I can't pull out now! This is no different from stabbing her in the back!"

Cyrus had never lost his temper with Ophelia like this. Some of the toys he used to love were smashed to pieces.

"Cyrus, listen to me. You're still young and don't understand the complexities involved. That land Wynter took on is nothing but a bottomless pit. Why are you backing her up so foolishly?" Ophelia asked.

Cyrus' eyes widened at Ophelia's words. Even though he had anticipated this thanks to Wynter, he still felt torn hearing it from his mother's mouth.

"Mom, she's my cousin! We are family! And if it weren't for her coming to my store, I would have already -"He cut himself off abruptly. He remembered Wynter telling him to not reveal the custom issues to anyone, including Ophelia.

"What happened to your store?" Tamia, who was standing at the side, was visibly concerned when Cyrus mentioned his store.

Cyrus couldn't help but instinctively become guarded facing his grandmother now.

He pretended to be in agony and clutched his head. "Did Dad agree with the decision to withdraw the investment?"