Chapter 306 Fear And Sorrow

• The Don had been sitting, holding Madison lightly, for fear his baby daughter would fall off, but now, her woebegone expression seemed to crush him. And when she blinked mournfully and whispered piteously, her tiny hand stroking his chest tentatively,” Mumma…?’
• Lucien Delano could not hold it in anymore. He crushed Madison to his chest, burying his face in her blonde curls, his shoulders shuddering.
• By now, Harper had waddled over to him and stood, her small hand on his knee, rubbing his knee, a perplexed expression on her face, a replica of Madison.