Mag-log in"Mr. Preston, Miss Winona has arrived."
Preston's assistant spoke softly, standing at the door.
Preston closed his laptop with a click and nodded. "Let her in."
The assistant had just turned to leave when the door swung open on its own, and a clear, confident voice chimed in—
"No need, Mr. Preston. I'm already here."
Winona Windsor entered with a smile as harmless as an angel’s. Her sapphire blue dress glimmered like a fairytale, making her look like a princess who had just descended from the clouds.
The assistant gave her a respectful bow before silently retreating and shutting the door.
Preston remained seated but wore a mild smile. “Her Highness the Princess has come all this way—please forgive me for not receiving you personally. Would you like something to drink?”
He sounded apologetic, but his eyes betrayed no sincerity.
Winona waved a hand lazily and dropped into the nearest chair, gr
Briella's eyes widened. "You—"So they were never divorced!Diego smiled and patted her head. “That’s right, silly girl.”After speaking, he leaned down and kissed her.Briella’s eyes were bright as she looked at him, almost making Diego lose control.He bit her lip gently. “Be good, focus on healing yourself. I’ll take care of everything else.”…Dutton stood with Harvey and looked at Diego. “Mr. Elsher, thank you for your help.”“No need.” Diego nodded, casting an extra glance at Harvey, but ultimately said nothing.Harvey lowered his head first. “Mr. Elsher, I apologize. I had my reasons back then. I also realize I misunderstood Miss McKenna. May I see her?”Diego raised an eyebrow. “Sorry.”Harvey pressed on, unwilling to give up. “I know Miss McKenna’s backgroun
"Where did you get that information?" Diego frowned, a bit confused.Nash and Mason took a deep breath. "It’s true, sir! We heard it with our own ears—Miss Ashley and Miss Riley said it themselves!"Diego adjusted the frame of his glasses on the bridge of his nose, saying nothing, as if lost in thought.The two of them exchanged glances. "Sir?"Whoosh—Diego abruptly stood up, his expression dark, and walked out.The two quickly followed behind him—Please don’t let anything go wrong!In the hospital room—Dr. Lane was adjusting the IV drip. "That was terrifying. Thankfully, you're okay.""I'm fine. I know my limits," Briella said, half sitting up.Suddenly, bang!—the door slammed open.Dr. Lane turned around unhappily. "What’s going on—?"He paused. "Mr. Elsher?"
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“Mommy, why is your face so red?”Moa tugged on Briella’s hand, eyes full of curiosity.She instinctively touched her cheek. “Is it?”“It is!”“Alright, alright. You two go in and keep your... daddy company, okay? But don’t disturb him—he still needs to rest.”The moment she finished, Briella turned on her heel and quickly walked away.Her retreating figure gave off a definite running-for-her-life vibe.Moa covered his mouth, giggling. “Hehehe... Mommy’s totally admitting it now! Uncle Diego is definitely Daddy!”“I knew she couldn’t keep it a secret for long.” Koa crossed his arms smugly, like he saw it coming a mile away.Mason: “???”Seneca: “!!!”“No freaking way&mdash







