Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children novel Chapter 972

Chapter 972

The little girl‘s sorrowful cries echoed in Adeena‘s ears. The surrounding onlookers were shocked.

“Why is the genius pianist latching on to that woman and crying out ‘mother’?”.

“I was fortunate enough to attend Melody‘s concert once. She played ‘To Mother‘, which is said to be about how she misses her mother.” “Did she not have a mother?” “But she shouldn‘t call a random woman her mother. Look, the woman is stupefied.” “If it were me, I would have pissed myself. To suddenly have a daughter that old.” “It would be great if Melody called me her mother. I would warmly call her a ‘good girl‘ for sure. That must be it! I‘m Melody‘s fan, but I treat her like a daughter!”

“Not with how shabby you look. Stop daydreaming!” Adeena was at a loss for words.

Melody‘s crying and the chattering of the surrounding people converged into a chaotic buzzing in Adeena‘s ears.

She took a deep breath and said, “Little girl, I‘m really not your mommy. But if you miss your mommy, I can keep you company.” Melody sniffled.

Her clear eyes were fixed on Adeena‘s face, and her hands clutched at Adeena‘s sleeve, for fear that she might leave.

“I‘m hungry. Will you join me for a meal?”

Adeena glanced at the time and saw that it was slightly past 3:00 pm. Eating at this time could be counted as either a late lunch or an early dinner.

But the little girl cried too pitifully, and Adeena‘s heart melted into a puddle. “Alright, I‘ll take you to have lunch.”

He stole a glance at Adeena.

This woman was indeed beautiful, and she looked a little familiar. She actually did seem somewhat similar to Young Lady Melody...

He had checked for photographs or Mdm. Winters on the Internet before, but he could not recall the specifics of the woman‘s face at this moment... ‘Never mind. If Young Lady Melody says so, then it is so.’ Adeena took Melody to the western restaurant in the building. The two of them sat down facing each other.

The soft lighting of the restaurant fell on Melody‘s face and made the girl look quiet and elegant. It was apparent right from the get–go that she was the daughter of a rich family. “Your name is Melody Winters, right?” Adeena asked gently. “I used to be called Melody Daugherty.” A light shone from the girl‘s glazed eyes. “Everyone in my family calls me Mel.”

Adeena nodded.