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?”

Roger hugged Mila affectionately.

Mila shook her head and said, “No, I’m Mom and Dad’s little princess, and also Grandpa’s little

princess.”

Haha.

There was a hearty laugh.

The originally serious ward was full of laughter at this moment.

After that, several guards started playing games with Mila.

These guys were rough and capable fighters, oblivious to taking care of children.

However, they allowed Mila to command them as they role-played as Snow White and the seven

dwarfs.

When the guards were commanded to pretend to be Snow White and make a cute expression, the

ward was full of delight.

The other guys from the Shadow Squadron could not help laughing when they watched their boss

dancing ballet and acting cute.

He was the legend of the Shadow Squadron, a god of war!

If those people in the outside world found out that one of the Eight Great War Gods of the Shadow

Squadron accompanied a little girl to play house, it would definitely cause a great uproar within the

external forces!

These people, wherever they went, were definitely the existence of a mammoth!

Roger and Wynn watched as these people fooled around. The former turned to Wynn and said, “I

haven’t given you anything yet, so I’ll give this to you.”

With that said, Roger took out something from his pocket—a palm-sized token of pure gold.

The front was carved with obscure and deep lines with the picture of a dragon soaring into the sky. On

the back, there were two words engraved in an ancient script—Clarke Seal.

At first glance, this item was not ordinary. It looked very valuable and majestic.

If Giada was here, she would recognize it immediately and go crazy!

The token of Roger Clarke—the Dragon Seal!

This token was extraordinary!