808 Chapter 807

Amy immediately pointed to the TV and said, "Daddy!" Everyone turned to look at the screen, but the broadcast had already shifted. There was no trace of Monbatten anymore. Amy scanned the TV anxiously, flipping channels with the remote. After a few moments, she plopped onto the floor in disappointment. Keira walked over and scooped her up. "Missing Daddy?" "Daddy!" Amy replied with a firm nod. At just three years old, Amy had been through so much. Howard and his mother had mistreated her horribly, leaving her timid and withdrawn. Only recently, after living in a loving home with Keira and Lewis, had she started to blossom.

Even so, she often struggled to express herself. Now, clutching the remote tightly, she jabbed a finger toward the TV in frustration. "Daddy!" The screen switched to a news anchor, and Keira couldn't help but chuckle.

"Do you think he's handsome? Is that why you're calling him Daddy?" "No!" Amy protested, her little face scrunched in frustration.

"Not him! Daddy is in the TV!" Keira brushed a hand over Amy's hair. "Alright, sweetie. Next time you see him, point him out to me, okay?" Amy sighed, defeated. "Okay."

those women who call celebrities their husbands and get their kids to join in?" Jenkins rolled his eyes. "Not everything's a reality show, Erin." Erin crossed her arms. "Then what do you think it is?"

a soft lullaby. Watching the little girl relax, Keira couldn't help but feel her heart ache. Amy reminded her so much of herself at that age. At three, Keira's

Keira would stare out of a small window, dreaming of the outside world. Hunger had driven her to search through dumpsters. She'd once found a box of expired crackers, and it felt like striking gold. She hid them in her room, savoring each piece as if it were a treasure. Back then, her only dream was to grow up and never go hungry again. For

of light, a woman full of warmth and wisdom. Jodie painted, wrote poetry, and

asked her why she dabbled in so many things, and Jodie simply replied, "Because I want to." Isla asked if

didn't have good grades when I was young."

words and actions shaped Keira. Whenever Poppy lashed out, Keira

Keira stopped crying when

the three-year-old Keira, Jodie was the only warmth in

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