Chapter 1591 Wynter Taking Action
Eliana listened intently, realizing that the language Kurt was using wasn't Cascadian at all.
The school had become unsafe, and she had no idea who she could confide in. Her
classmates all thought she had landed the opportunity of a lifetime, busy hurling insults at Wynter. What was she supposed to do? Call the police?
Her first instinct was to report what she suspected. Anxiously, she picked up her phone, but before she could dial, she hesitated. What would she even say? That she suspected there were spies in the school?
She remembered seeing Gideon cozying up to various figures, her face going pale at the thought. Although everyone was talking about how Wynter had been arrested, Eliana still wanted to give it a shot.
Wynter had promised her that no matter what happened, she would be the first to come to her aid if needed.
With renewed determination, Eliana dialed Wynter's number.
She didn't expect anyone to answer, but soon, a familiar aloof voice came through the line. " Eliana? What's up? Is someone bothering you again?"
"You weren't arrested! The news online is fake!" Eliana was overjoyed. "I knew you were wronged! There's no way you would do those things!"
Wynter chuckled. "The news is true, but as they say, you must take risks to achieve significant success."
Being a top student, Eliana understood her implications instantly. She covered her mouth, her voice barely a whisper. "Ms. Wynter, did you get caught on purpose?"
"I'm still a criminal now. I am locked up, but I'm free in a different sense-I can show up in front of you whenever I want."
Wynter continued with a hint of a chuckle, "I'll come looking for you even if you don't seek me out. I thought about it. You're unique, and they won't let you go so easily."
After all, Wynter was once revered as a cultivator who had a knack for reading others' fates. Even if she were to read the fortune of someone she had little connections to, she could still deduce some information based on Eliana's appearance and her birth date.
Initially, Wynter had fallen into the misconception that the girls selected were chosen purely for their looks and youth. After all, the selection process created that illusion.
However, she had since changed her perspective. The girls chosen were not just from Midcrest High School. She was sure others from different institutions were likely involved as well.
Identifying who had been targeted within such a short time frame was challenging,
especially since these girls' final destinations remained uncertain. Eliana stood out due to her unique horoscope.
Wynter's gaze deepened as she contemplated the significance of Eliana's horoscope. She had encountered someone with stronger energies before-and that very person was currently sitting across from her, sipping tea and listening to confessions.
Noticing Wynter's stare, Dalton raised his eyes. His handsome face, almost too regal for the surroundings, seemed out of place yet oddly familiar. He was probably the only one who would investigate while clad in a tailored suit.
However, at one glance, he appeared more suited to a dark throne, supporting his face with a hand while observing judgments-be they good or ill-from above.
Wynter shook her head. Even her fingers could feel the energy radiating from Dalton.
She refocused on Eliana, who was still on the phone. "Don't worry, just keep stalling them. I'll be there soon."
"Okay, Ms. Wynter. I'll wait for you at home."
Eliana continued to share every detail of her recent experiences, including her suspicions about Kurt.
Wynter noted Kurt's name before replying, "You did well, Eliana. Send a message to that teacher, and tell him you'll be on time for their arrival tomorrow morning."
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