The Million-Dollar Heart

A flash of confusion crossed Alyssa's eyes as she glanced at the servants standing by.

After a moment of silence, one of the servants spoke up with caution, "It was Miss Sasha from the Linklater family's gala."

Alyssa's expression darkened momentarily but quickly returned to sunshine. After all, to secure an invitation to the prestigious Linklater family's event, swallowing a bit of pride was a small price to pay. She put on a gentle face, "Alright, I was wrong last time, and I owe you one. How about making it up by taking you to see Auntie at the Linklater family's place?"

"But we need to inform Grandpa first, shall we go now?"

Winston, ever so obedient, nodded and willingly took Alyssa's hand with his chubby little fingers.

As the servants made to follow, Alyssa slowly said, "You two stay here. I'll talk to Grandpa with Winston."

At this, Winston's cherubic face flushed with excitement, "Please pick some beautiful roses for me. I want to gift them to Auntie."

Alyssa's face darkened at the thought, Winston seemed born to challenge her patience!

Suppressing her irritation, she tightened her grip on Winston's hand, deliberately leaving the servants behind. She softly told him, "When we see Grandpa, remember to say how much you want to see Sasha. Sweeten your words, beg if you have to, Grandpa dotes on you the most."

"The most important thing is, insist on having me accompany you. Just say that I was the one who took you last time, so you want me again this time."

Winston nodded along, his eyes gleaming.

Standing before Hunter Wright's office door, painted a classic deep red with ancient waves shimmering across its surface, Alyssa felt the gravity of the moment. The golden doorknob, crafted from pure gold, stood out. The Wright family's children seldom ventured near Grandpa Hunter's study, except for Winston.

being brought to the Wright family as a baby, Winston seemed to have earned a special privilege. Grandpa Hunter adored his

his delicate, lotus-root-like hands, reached for the golden doorknob, pulled it down, and agilely slipped inside without even a

such casualness. Standing at the door, she

voice from within responded,

felt a

in Hunter's lap, playing with a sand timer

of his face, looked lovingly at Winston, letting

my sister

gently stroking the boy's soft hair, his eyes flicking towards Alyssa

a gaze

know my last visit to the Linklater family brought some shame to our family's name. I want to

do you really want your sister to accompany you? Remember, last time she didn't have my permission and you got lost. Are you sure you

She hadn't forgotten how furious

wondering if the child harbored

with eyes as clear as crystal, smiled innocently, "Grandpa, I want my sister to come with me. She apologized and said it wasn't on purpose. I really want to see Auntie again." Relieved yet humiliated, Alyssa

Winston made it clear why Alyssa's brothers found

look at Alyssa but advised Winston, "I'll have those two servants accompany

is to ensure Winston has a happy visit. We can't have a repeat of last time's incident." Alyssa stood tall and firm, her voice laced with a promise of determination, "This time, I'll make sure my brother is safe,

feeling the weight of her vow,

castle, a man lounged by the window, one