Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children novel Chapter 421

Chapter 421

“I can’t be any happier. Come in now!” 

Adina helped the boys to carry their suitcases into the house. Her eyes were beaming with delight. 

Whether Duke knew about it or not, these boys were not going anywhere today. She finally had a chance to spend some alone time with her four children. 

Harold had been here once before, but he had not had the chance to come in. So this was his first visit as well. He looked around curiously and touched things with interest. He asked a few questions here and there. The living room was full of joy. George looked around with a solemn gaze. This villa was much smaller than the Winters family’s place. Because it was so small, the living room seemed a bit crowded. The balcony was full of toys. 

The color of the couch in the living room was pink. The curtains were of a similarly warm color. The decorative items were small furry objects that enticed people to touch them. 

This home was so much cozier than the Winters family’s place. 

No wonder Harold had insisted on staying here. 

At that moment, Alden came down from upstairs with Melody. Harold darted toward them excitedly. “Mel, you haven’t combed your hair. Let me comb it for you today, okay?” 

Melody’s eyes bulged. She covered her hair with her hands and took a step back. 

“I promise to be gentle. I won’t hurt you. I am going to make you the most beautiful braid in the world.” 

Melody cocked her head and pondered for a few moments before nodding and following Harold to the couch. 

Harold did not know how to comb hair at all. He was clumsy with the comb. He had pulled out two strands of the little girl’s hair. 

Alden felt bad for her as he glared at him in anger. “If you don’t know how to comb hair, don’t pretend like you are good at it.” 

Harold was aggrieved. “I watched a hair-braiding video last night. I know how to comb hair. I really do.” 

When he turned his head, he saw Alden sitting on the balcony, clutching a notebook. 

Alden’s figure was obscured by the balcony curtain. If he 

looked from a different angle, Alden would have never been spotted hiding there, playing with his laptop. 

George narrowed his eyes and approached him. 

Alden’s fingers moved quickly across the keyboard. String after string of code symbols appeared on the screen, with the communication software’s communication interface on the right. 

“You’re forming a hacker team?” 

A voice suddenly came from behind him. Alden quickly raised his hand and closed the laptop.