Madam Winters's Fight For Her children Chapter 801

Chapter 801 Adina went back to the living room balcony. She took a look at Harold's painting. It was a painting ofa withered lotus in winter, and

I was already half-finished.

The brush strokes were still that of an amateur, but the artistic undertones were there.

Adina did not interrupt Harold's painting and quietly took a seat to the side.

The afternoon day flew by, and soon it was three o'clock in the afternoon.

Harold was about to complete his painting when the sound of a car engine was heard from the mansion's entrance.

Dillon was so immersed in his fascination for Harold's painting skills that he did not pay any attentionto the situation outside.

Adina turned her head to take a look outside.

She saw a handsome youth disembark from a black car.

It was Daniel.

She thought about what she overheard from the servants earlier.

For the sake of protecting her privacy, Daniel had pulled out from Jones Corporation's succession contest.

She pursed her lips and strode toward him.

Daniel was about to take the steps when he caught sight of someone who should not be there at that moment.

He was a little surprised.

"Why are you here?" Adina also felt a little exasperated.

Dillon had invited her and the children over for lunch.

Did he not let the rest of the Jones family know about this?

She indifferently said, "Your father invited me over for lunch."

Daniel nodded before hecontinued on his way.

"Then you should continue your meal.

I still have some work to settle." When he spoke, his tone was even, and hisexpression was indifferent.

Adina suddenly thought that what the servants had said must be nonsense

How could a half-brother, who had only met her a few times, give up his inheritance for her?

As she thought about it, Daniel suddenly lookedback at her.

He coolly said, "You should be more alert when you go outside from now on, in case someone photographs youin secret." Adina chuckled.

"I've done nothing wrong, so I'm not afraid of being photographed.".

Daniel choked.

He wanted to say something, but he could not replace the right words.

He paused for quite a while without saying a word, so he turned around and continued up the stairs.

"Wait." Adina smiled and said, "What is Jasmine blackmailing you with?"

Daniel suddenly turned his head.

"How did you replace out?"

Adina's smile grew wider.

It looked like the servants' claims were not too far from the truth.

But she was really curious.

How could Daniel give up such an important thing for her sake?

"Let me guess," Adina said as she smiled, "There is only a handful of news about me thatare of value.

Did she get evidence of my divorce? Or does she have a photograph of me with some manand believes I'm having an affair? Or is she starting a rumor saying my quadruplets don't have the Winters' blood-".

Fearing that Adina would say more outrageous things, Daniel finally admitted, "She has a picture ofyou being really close with another man." "And for one picture, you would drop out from the succession contest?" Adina sneered.

"Your father has been trampled on by Zhenny for twenty years, and now it's your turn.

Why are you two so stupid?"

Daniel became annoyed.

"You can call me stupid, but leave my father out of it."

"Alright.

You're hopelessly stupid," Adina said coldly." That man in the picture with me is Duke Winters, my husband, and the fatherof my children.

If Jasmine publicizes that photograph, it will only help me clear the divorce rumors.

You sacrificed so much for a groundless rumor.

Is it worth it?" Their voices grew louder until Dillon finally heard them.

He promptly rushed to where they were.

"Daniel, what are you up to?" Dillon blurted out.

"I'm the one who invited Addy over for lunch, please don't be mad at her.

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