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.

putting her on his lap,

granddaughter, the granddaughter of the Clarke

princess of the Clarke

Roger hugged Mila affectionately.

I’m Mom and

Haha.

a hearty

serious ward was full

started playing games with

guys were rough and capable fighters, oblivious to taking care

they allowed Mila to command them as they role-played

White and make a cute expression, the ward

Squadron could not help laughing when they

the

Gods of the Shadow

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