Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children

Chapter 262

Melody turned away and sighed again.

Alden looked utterly shocked.

Melody would not lie, and she rarely communicated with outsiders. Once she communicated, it would be something that she really wanted to say. It was impossible for her to fake it.

In other words, Harold had to be Dew’s son!

Dew was his mom’s biggest enemy!

So, Harold was the son of his mother’s enemy!

No wonder Melody suddenly changed her attitude toward Harold.

It turned out that this was her reason.

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How could this be?

Alden’s usually calm face was filled with shock for a long time.

“What happened?”

Duke had sensed that something was going on between the children. Initially, he did not want to get involved, but he realized Alden had lost his cool.

This boy was brilliant, wise, and resilient. It seemed that things could rarely make him lose his composure.

Did Harold do something outrageous to Melody?

Duke frowned and walked over.

Alden suppressed his shock. When he raised his head, he glared at the man in front of him.

If this man was his and Melody’s biological father, that meant Harold and George were their stepbrothers who shared the same father but had different mothers! So, would he be right to understand that Duke made the Daugherty sisters pregnant at the same time five years ago?

Alden’s gaze was slowly filled with contempt.

Duke curled his fingers.

This boy had been very friendly to him just moments ago. Why did he suddenly stare at him with that gaze again?

It was cold like snow in winter.

Duke knew that Alden was intelligent. There was no point in asking because Alden would never tell him.

He slowly bent down and extended his arms to the little girl. “Come over here. Give me a hug.”

The little girl seemed gloomy earlier. But when she saw Duke, she smiled faintly and rushed into his arms.

Duke lifted her and threw her upward. The little girl giggled before she fell into Duke’s arms.

Alden had a tight frown. Melody just knew that Harold was Dew’s son, so she stayed away from Harold.

Why did she not wonder why Dew’s sons called Duke “Dad”?

Melody was still too naive

“Dad, I want you to lift me too!”

Harold quickly ran over. He instantly forgot the unhappiness he felt just now. He dragged Duke as he wanted to have fun too.

Duke glanced at him. “You’re a big boy, but you still want to play like this? Aren’t you being childish?”

Harold was speechless.

He was four years old just like Melody. Why was he the childish one?

Besides, his dad never carried him like that when he was three either.

Harold had the look of someone who had been wronged as he pouted. He felt as though his world was falling apart.

Duke lifted the little girl a few times before he held her in his arms. He softly asked, “Mel, is there something that’s making you unhappy?”

When he asked her that question, the corners of Melody’s lips, which were initially curved up, instantly drooped. The unhappiness in her eyes was obvious.