Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children

Chapter 393

In the corridor outside the ward, Melody was riding a wooden horse, while the three boys surrounded her 

Harold leaned forward and grinned. “Mel, I’m your brother. Come on, call me ‘Hal.'” 

Melody tilted her head and softly said, “Harold.” “Hey, no. You should call me ‘Hal,” Harold corrected her. “I’m your second eldest brother. You should call me ‘Hal.” “Hal,” Melody said obediently. George walked over too. “I’m your eldest brother. Mel, can you call me ‘Georgie?”

to say. Alden was

darkened. He pursed his lips and said, “Harold, I’m older than you. How can you be the second eldest and I

for so many years. He could finally salvage the situation

awesome

my brother with that IQ?” Harold puffed his chest up in defiance. “What’s wrong with my IQ? I’m really smart too, okay?”

and almost got into a fight. George felt his head ache. He used to think Alden was a mature and composed child. Why was he so childish today to the point that he actually quarreled with Harold? Harold was a dumb kid. Whoever quarreled with