Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children

Chapter 273 The sky turned dark, and the lights turned on.

George got out of the car and looked at the living room where the lights were switched on.

Whenever he came home in the past, only the servants would be walking around and cleaning up in the living room. If not, his dad would be sitting on the couch and reading some documents.

Right then, the atmosphere under the bright chandelier was warm and harmonious. His dad, who was noble and mighty, was actually sitting on the climbing mat with a few puzzle pieces in his hand.

The always mischievous Harold was leaning obediently against the climbing mat without making a fuss.

Mr. Brown, who was usually busy, was sitting at the side while holding an ice cream. His wrinkled face broke into a friendly and warm smile.

George walked in slowly.

The servant, who was standing at the door, immediately greeted him, “Young Master George.”

Hearing someone talk, the people on the climbing mat all turned back at the same time.

and looked at

outside Harold‘s ward. She still remembered

a lot like her

Harold quickly introduced George. “I told you before that my brother looks very similar to yours. Most importantly, my brother

was brilliant. He wondered if Alden would

said, “Hi Melody, I‘m George.” His voice was normally cold and deep,

made a gesture to

was a

George had finally accepted Melody.

her hand out like a kitten, extending and retracting her

curled his cold lips and softly said, “If you don‘t like to hold

spoke, the little girl quickly

soft as a kitten‘s palm. The coldness on George‘s face melted, and his voice became much softer. “Mel, I got you a present. Come, I‘ll show