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

Chapter 1642 The Truth Rises to the Surface

"Grandpa, I haven't been able to contact the family until now. Remember to take your medicine on time.

"I can't come forward at the moment since it's necessary for my uncles to be worried. I'm sorry for all of this, but we can't risk alerting anyone prematurely," Wynter said through the voice message.

In the message, Wynter didn't specify exactly what she had encountered. They had confidentiality protocols during operations. Telling Reuben this much was already pushing the limits.

Wynter's decision to put herself in jail was strategic-she wanted to see how people would truly react when the Whitman family faced a crisis.

By drawing the opponent's focus to this incident, she hoped they would lower their guard, creating an opportunity to capture evidence of their crimes.

If the Whitman family had maintained its usual strength, those lurking in the shadows would have continued hiding.

Feeling both guilty for involving her family and concerned about Reuben's health, Wynter sent the message as soon as she finished her work at the auction. Yet, she knew she couldn't reveal too much. After all, she was still at a critical stage in the operation.

Any other family members might have pressed Wynter relentlessly, demanding to know what it was that required making the family so anxious.

But Reuben had long sensed that Wynter's ambitions extended far beyond mere business and making money. Since her arrival in Hawford, her actions had hinted at a larger purpose.

Making waves in the business world was all well and good, but Wynter's battleground was not confined to the business world, nor was it limited to Hawford alone. From the moment she arrived, every move she made pointed to something more when examined closely.

Neither the Wray family nor the Montclair family was her ultimate target. No, her sights were set even higher. Reuben now saw the situation with unprecedented clarity. She was aiming for Judah!

"Wynter, go ahead and do what you need to do without hesitation. The Whitman family's strength isn't so fragile. Your uncles and I will be here, waiting for you to come home," he replied.

Reuben's resolve had never once changed. But his deep concern for Wynter had clouded his judgment, and his first instinct was to find help when she ran into trouble.

Now that everything was clear, he didn't bother going home. Instead, he leaned on his cane and stood up again. "Ivers, let's go somewhere else," Reuben addressed his chauffeur.

Ivers Zeller, Reuben's chauffeur, was confused. "Mr. Reuben, are we not going back?"

"No, we're not. Let's try seeking help from someone else. Perhaps there's a way," he replied, striding forward without looking back.

Ivers was puzzled. Hadn't Noah implied that those people were just playing tricks on Rueben? He couldn't understand why Reuben still wanted to go, but he eventually concluded that perhaps Reuben had lost his clarity in his illness.

Ivers sighed deeply, feeling a touch of sadness. He thought Reuben's heart must be aching so much for Wynter that he was desperately grasping at straws.

Ivers might not have understood Reuben's decision, but Reuben had his reasons. While he didn't know exactly what Wynter was up to, one phrase resonated with him deeply. "It's necessary for my uncles to be worried." Wynter was working on something beyond ordinary people's imagination. As her grandfather, Reuben couldn't afford to expose anything now or risk dragging her down.

If people wanted to see the Whitman family fall, he'd give them the show they were hoping for. After all, that

would make the deception all the more convincing.

As it turned out, Reuben's instincts were right.

Certain members of the Chamber of Commerce, led by Edison, were already reveling in what they believed was the Whitman family's downfall. Corrupt officials in various departments laughed at the family's misfortunes as if it were a casual joke.

"Who'd have thought the Whitman family would face a day like this?"

"Remember when I asked that old geezer for a favor? He had the nerve to threaten me with a report letter! What arrogance!"Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

"He has been in business for too long. How would he know who holds the reins around here if he didn't fall?"