Chapter 920

Mila turned, her ponytails flipping about as she curiously looked at Roger who was sitting on the wheelchair. She asked in a crisp tone, “Mom, who is this?” Wynn bent down and said gently to Mila, “Mila, this is your father’s father, your grandfather.” Hearing that, Mila’s big black jewel-like eyes suddenly brightened as she stared at Roger closely. “Go, give Grandpa a hug,” Wynn said with a smile. Mila was a little scared. After all, it was her first time seeing her grandfather. She took tiny steps toward Roger, stretched out her tender little arms, and grabbed Roger’s big hand. Then, she raised her little head, revealing tiny dimples as she shouted sweetly, “Grandpa!” “Hey,” Roger responded, his eyes full of doting and kindness. His heart melted at that greeting. Picking Mila up and putting her on his lap, Roger’s eyes became a little misty. His granddaughter, the granddaughter of the Clarke family. “You’re the little princess of the Clarke family, do you know?”