The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 1625

Hozier's remark alerted Edward, who made a gesture to his right. Seeing that, Wynter was ready to loosen the knot binding her wrist.

At that moment, Dalton's dignified voice calmly cut through the hall. "I need her to drive away my bad luck. Based on her horoscope, she's the perfect wife for me."

Edward stopped in his tracks, as if he was ascertaining Dalton's claim.

"He's right. The medium mentioned Crow's fate is convoluted. His only options are a ghost marriage or finding a wife with a compatible horoscope. Otherwise, he won't live long," the bid assistant explained.

Hearing that, Edward broke into a bright smile. "In that case, you've come to the right place, Mr. Crow. Let the auction proceed."

As Wynter listened in to the conversation, she couldn't help but feel a spark of admiration for Dalton. His horoscope was a flawless fit for such a scenario—no pretense needed.

"20 million going once, 20 million going twice… Sold!" With a decisive thump on her hammer, Elsie signaled Santiago to release Wynter.

Santiago hesitated, knowing that Wynter wasn't meant to be auctioned off. When she glanced his way, he rushed over to untie her, only to find that she had already freed one of her hands. Completely terrified, Santiago didn't dare to approach her.

While waiting for Wolf's signal, Wynter decided to play the part of purchased goods delivered to her buyer in an attempt to avoid alerting her adversaries.

Santiago held Wynter firmly with one hand as they were accompanied by a bid assistant. Though he couldn't figure out her thoughts, he knew that his life rested in her hands. Santiago deeply prayed that Wynter wouldn't be discovered.

Rather than worrying about her exposure, Wynter wondered why Wolf hadn't reached out to her yet. Lost in her thoughts, she was suddenly yanked away and found herself on someone's lap in a half-embrace.

"I know," Dalton replied. His breath tickled her neck, making her shudder.

They had never been in such an intimate position despite being engaged, with Dalton seemingly dominating Wynter by holding her firmly in his embrace.

She couldn't help but recall a similar moment from long ago—one where he had placed himself beyond reach amid the chaos, as though ensnared in the depths of the darkness.

While Wynter drifted into her thoughts, those engaging in a discussion found the projector had malfunctioned.

Just as confusion swept through the crowd, a jarring sound crackled through the auction hall. Everyone hurriedly covered their ears, bewildered by the sudden disturbance.