The First Heir

Chapter 920

Mila turned, her ponytails flipping about as she curiously looked at Roger who was sitting on the wheelchair. She asked in a crisp tone, “Mom, who is this?”

Wynn bent down and said gently to Mila, “Mila, this is your father’s father, your grandfather.”

Hearing that, Mila’s big black jewel-like eyes suddenly brightened as she stared at Roger closely.

“Go, give Grandpa a hug,” Wynn said with a smile.

Mila was a little scared. After all, it was her first time seeing her grandfather.

She took tiny steps toward Roger, stretched out her tender little arms, and grabbed Roger’s big hand. Then, she raised her little head, revealing tiny dimples as she shouted sweetly, “Grandpa!”

“Hey,” Roger responded, his eyes full of doting and kindness.

His heart melted at that greeting.

Mila up and putting her on his lap, Roger’s

the granddaughter of the Clarke

the little princess of the Clarke family,

Roger hugged Mila affectionately.

head and said, “No, I’m Mom and Dad’s little

Haha.

a

full of laughter at

that, several guards started playing games

rough and capable fighters, oblivious

they role-played as Snow White

the guards were commanded to pretend to be Snow White and

could not help laughing when they watched their boss dancing

the Shadow Squadron, a

of the Shadow Squadron accompanied a little girl to play house,

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