Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children

Chapter 294

“It’s okay to deny that the children are mine for now. Once the crisis is over, I’ll find a way to take my children back.’

At that moment, his phone vibrated. NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

He took a glance at it. It was his father.

He exhaled and picked up the call. “Father, the matter has been resolved. How’re things in Central City?” “You bastard, do you think I’d believe it when that woman denies that the children are yours? The netizens may be idiots, but I’m not! Just like me, you’re a playboy, and you have been hooking up with many women, but you’re not as mature as I am. I have long suspected that you would have created a b*stard somewhere out there!” Samuel said coldly, “We must not let any child that’s carrying Osborne’s blood be left wandering out there. Tyson, you must bring the children back to Central City!”

Tyson pressed his temples. “Father, why do you have to make such a big fuss about it? If I were to bring the children back to Central City, the company’s stock price would be affected again…”

“Ah, I knew it! Those two children belong to the Osborne family!” Tyson clenched his fist tightly.

‘How dare he trick me…!

“Since they belong to the Osborne family, we must not be careless. I’ll plan something and find the perfect timing to bring the children back.”

Tyson became solemn and did not utter anything else after he heard what Samuel said.

Now that Father is taking this matter into his own hands, I might be able to bring back the two children, after all… At dusk, Sea City’s sky gradually turned darker. The pale tint of orange with a hint of red in

the West side of the sky gradually left, and the city was shrouded in darkness. Duke got out of his car after he returned to the Winters family’s mansion. He could hear laughter echoing from the living room, even before he entered the mansion. The laughter belonged to Harold. He was circling a little girl while clapping his hands. He looked like a happy pug.

Melody no longer ostracized Harold anymore. She watched him going around in circles as the corner of her pink lips slightly raised. Melody looked like she was in a good mood.

Alden was sitting at the edge of the couch, reading his book. From time to time, he raised his head and took a glance at Melody. The three children had reached some sort of delicate balance of harmony that allowed them to get along

Melody’s eyes lit up when Duke entered the living room. She tossed the toy in her hand aside and ran up to him. Duke carried her and said gently, “Do you miss me?” The little girl nodded her head vigorously. “I want to hear you say it.” Duke said gently, “Do you wanna try?”

Melody opened her mouth, and after a while, she produced a brief utterance. “Yes…” “Great job, Melody!” Duke clapped and looked at her. “Your voice is so sweet. I love hearing you speak. Speak more next time, okay?” The little girl felt shy and hugged his neck. Duke knew that he must net rush Melody.

She had only started trying to speak. This was a good sign.

He took a glance at the kitchen. Adina was cutting some vegetables. A few male chefs were surrounding her. Some of them helped her to wash the vegetables, and some washed the pots. The oldest chef stood the closest to her, teaching her how to dice meat.

Duke put Melody down. “Harold, look after Melody.”

Harold was speechless.

Duke turned and headed to the kitchen. ‘That must be our father. But why didn’t he even look at me when he entered the house?’ He felt like he was the adopted child.