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.

raised her head and looked at George with a

outside Harold‘s ward. She still

looked a lot

told you before that my brother looks very similar to yours. Most importantly, my brother is as smart as your brother.

His brother was brilliant. He wondered if Alden would still dare to look

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

his arm and made a

was a little

speak and have physical contact with strangers. George had finally accepted Melody. If she did not hold hands with George, would he get angry and hate Melody again? While Harold felt anxious, Melody extended her right

like a kitten, extending

“If you don‘t like to hold hands, we can try

spoke, the little girl quickly held hands with

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