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Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children novel Chapter 294

Summary for Chapter 294: Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children

Chapter 294 – A Turning Point in Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children by Summer Wine

In this chapter of Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children, Summer Wine introduces major changes to the story. Chapter 294 shifts the narrative tone, revealing secrets, advancing character arcs, and increasing stakes within the Marriage genre.

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.

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.

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.

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