“Mommy, I miss you so much!”
Harold rushed into Adina’s arms. He climbed onto her body before he kissed Adina on the cheek.
Adina’s cheek was full of his drool. She helplessly put Harold on the floor, bent down, and softly said,
“It’s okay for you to call me ‘ Mommy’ only when a few of us are around. There are so many guests
today. Hal, can you be a good boy and call me ‘Aunt Adina’ this time?”
Harold felt regretful, but he obediently said, “Okay, Aunt Adina.”
Melody got out of the car, and as soon as Mr. Brown put the girl down, she immediately rushed into
Duke’s arms.
The man carried the girl in his strong arms and softly asked, “Did you miss me?”
Melody hugged Duke’s neck shyly and whispered into his ear, “I missed you, Daddy.”
Duke’s cold and hard heart instantly melted.
How great would it be if she were his biological daughter?
“Uncle Duke.”
Alden walked over and greeted Duke indifferently.
George, who was a few steps away from them, also walked over.
He raised his head and looked at Adina. Just as he was about to greet her, a familiar voice suddenly
rang out from the back.
“George, come to mommy.”
Dew slowly walked forward. She flashed them a gentle smile, but she could not hide her angry and
distorted gaze.
George and Harold were her sons. How could they be so close to Adina?
How could that b*tch, Adina, steal everything in the Winters family from her?
She would never allow it to happen. No way!
Dew walked to George and squatted down. She gave George’s shoulders a hard press and slowly
said, “I’ve been looking for you for a long time. Why are you standing outside? The night breeze is
strong. Let’s go inside.”
As though Dew knew that Harold would not be respectful toward her, she did not look at Harold at all.
She held George’s hand and walked toward the villa.
George pursed his lips and did not resist.
“Stop.”
Duke’s voice was indifferent.
“You can go, but George has to stay.”
Dew was so angry that her sight turned dark, and she nearly fainted.
She turned around, gritted her teeth, and said, “Duke, George is my son. Can’t I bring him in?”
“There are business partners at the party tonight. The kids can’t be exposed for the time being. I’ll get
Mr. Brown to send the kids to the second floor,” Duke said calmly. His voice was indifferent, but it was
like a slap on Dew’s face.
She stood in the cold wind and shivered.
Adina held Harold’s hand, and her expression grew colder.
George was her son. How shameless was Dew to have the audacity to say those words in front of her?
Did Dew think that George was really her son after she had stolen him for four years?
“Aunt Adina, you’re hurting me!” Harold frowned and shouted.
Only then did Adina notice that she had subconsciously clenched her fist, squeezing Harold’s fingers
until they turned red.
She quickly bent down and apologized, “Sorry, Hal. I’m so sorry.”
“Adina, you’re a b*tch! ” Dew immediately rushed over. “If you hold a grudge, just come to me. Don’t
vent your anger on my son! Harold, come to my side. Can’t you see that Adina is purposely getting
close to you and intentionally hurting you? Get over here right now!”
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