The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 904

Sasha's eyes twinkled with amusement as she spoke. She put down her pen and stepped forward to greet Winston personally-after all, he was just a little guy.

Winston toddled over, his little legs moving quickly. He was dressed in a British-inspired outfit, a sea-blue striped button-up shirt paired with navy shorts, a blend of retro and fashionable.

He was carrying a bouquet of vibrant roses, each bloom full and bright, their scent filling the air.

Winston could barely hold the bouquet with one hand and had been clutching it with both as he ran over. Now, looking up at Sasha with excitement, he exclaimed, "Auntie, look at the roses I brought for you!"

Sasha's heart swelled with joy at the sight of the flowers, a happy smile spreading across her face. "These don't look like they were bought; they seem freshly cut, so vibrant."

Winston's voice was soft, "They're from our garden. I asked the gardener to cut them especially for you!"

Feeling even more delighted, Sasha took Winston's hand and found a clear glass vase, filling it with water and arranging the bouquet of roses inside.

Arthur, seeing the bright red roses, couldn't help but smile. "This little guy is really sweet with Sasha. Quite the charmer."

Sitting on the couch, Vivienne raised an eyebrow. She had been at the same party and had seen Winston interacting with his mother, pondering for a moment.

Sasha pulled Winston towards Vivienne, her voice gentle, "This is my daughter, Vivienne."

Vivienne was momentarily taken aback by the unusual family dynamics.

Alyssa and Sasha were about the same age.

Winston was Alyssa's younger brother.

Normally, Winston would call Sasha "sister."

over a decade older than

the oddity, finding

greeted her,

Winston carefully, responding warmly, "Hello

then crouched to Winston's level, asking, "Is

him outside. He had been so caught up since entering and seeing

and two of

mention. "The Alyssa

Winston nodded obediently.

and frowned, "Didn't I say she's not welcome in the

tugged at his arm, signaling him

let's invite her in, along with

tense and fingers clenched. She vividly remembered

the Linklater family's gatekeepers

entered the hall, her pace slowed, and

invitations, sealing

were

Arthur,

and instinctively scowled, his voice

party incident. I shouldn't

distant. "Take a seat. I'll have someone bring you some

took Sasha's noncommittal response as forgiveness,

you not find it in your heart to do the same?" Arthur, focused on the invitations, responded coolly, "Your issue is

Alyssa, Arthur's reaction left her scrambling for a seat, her

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