My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

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The guard stole another glance at Amy, his lips parting as if to speak but quickly shifting his gaze to Lewis and Keira.

Was this little girl really their child?

Better to stay quiet, he thought.

After dinner, Amy stuck close to Monbatten, shadowing him like a loyal sidekick. She sat quietly at his side, observing his conversations with the many guests. Unlike most kids her age, Amy didn't fidget or cause a fuss.

Monbatten glanced at her, his curiosity piqued. "Aren't you bored?"

Amy shook her head, her face lighting up. "Not at all!"

In fact, she was thrilled. She'd never been around so many adults, engaging in lively conversations. It was a refreshing change from the usual hushed meetings her parents kept her out of.

What fascinated her the most was Monbatten's distinct accent. Even though he spoke in Country A's language, Amy found she could understand him—thanks to the lessons her mom had given her as a child.

"You understand what we're saying?" Monbatten asked, visibly surprised.

Amy nodded eagerly. "Mom taught me when I was little."

He raised an eyebrow. "Why would she teach you that?"

talk to my dad someday." Amy tilted her head and smiled. "Daddy, will you teach me how to

out a

her a few basic phrases, and Amy mimicked him

the exchange, their expressions a mix

Lewis, whispering, "How is Monbatten getting

the pair. "I've

might not be great at networking, but you sure know how to pull strings. Did you know Amy would win over Monbatten like this? Is that why

Keira blinked. "What?"

brought Amy

to protest,

had managed to make him laugh more than ten times—a rare feat for a man notorious for

wall, watching the scene unfold. "You know,

out a long sigh. She had noticed. Every subtle gesture, every way Monbatten handled himself in conversation—Amy mirrored it effortlessly, as if she'd been studying diplomacy

girl was engaging with guests as confidently as if she were Monbatten's own child. And she seemed to love listening to political discussions, nodding

at Lewis again, and their eyes met, both of them silently marveling at their daughter's uncanny knack

have the makings of a diplomat. If that's the case, Ryan could

agreement, still caught

her chat with Monbatten, hopping off her seat with a big smile. She walked over to him, holding out her tiny

her, momentarily caught off guard, then broke into yet another hearty laugh. Shaking