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.

brought to the Wright family as a baby, Winston seemed to have earned a special privilege. Grandpa Hunter adored his youngest grandson, and the boy was no stranger

doorknob, pulled it down,

Standing at

deep, gravelly voice from within

felt a chill descend upon

a sand timer on the desk, his face all

lovingly at Winston, letting the boy fidget in

up at Hunter with big, watery eyes, "Grandpa, I want my sister to come with me to the

soft hair, his eyes flicking towards Alyssa with a mix of sternness

a gaze

some shame to our family's name. I want to apologize properly this time. I've realized mistake, and I don't want

his voice taking on a slightly warmer tone, "Winston, 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 want

spine. She hadn't forgotten how furious Grandpa Hunter

towards Winston, wondering if

She apologized and said it wasn't on purpose. I really want to see Auntie again." Relieved yet humiliated, Alyssa

why Alyssa's brothers found it

have those two servants accompany you. At the Linklater family's, mind your

trouble this time. The most important thing is to ensure Winston has a happy visit. We can't have a repeat of last time's incident." Alyssa stood tall and firm,

feeling the weight of her vow,

floor of the old castle, a man lounged by the window, one leg casually swinging in