Chapter 1919 Rescue Mission

If it had been a call from the mainland, it wouldn't have shown up as unknown. After a brief pause, Wynter answered without speaking. The voice on the other end, hearing the line connect, asked cautiously, "Mrs. Yarwood?" Mrs. Yarwood? She'd only heard that title a couple of days prior, from Delmar himself. Wynter's tone relaxed slightly. "Mr. Delmar?" Delmar chuckled warmly. "Hearing you call my name is music to these old ears." "No need for formalities. If Dalton treats you with respect, then so do I." "Your acknowledgment means everything," Delmar replied, voice deepening with sincerity. "I will only ever recognize one Mrs. Yarwood." "You flatter me," Wynter said with a chuckle. "But what brings your call today?" Delmar's tone grew solemn. "There's a matter that requires your help. I reached out to Mr. Yarwood first, but he redirected me to you. Apologies for the intrusion." Wynter's brow arched. "Oh? There's little in Havenia that challenges you. What's the trouble?" A si