821 Chapter 820

Monbatten froze at Amy's words.

"Her old mom?"

What did she mean? Was there a "before" and "after" version of Amy's mother?

No matter how much a person changes, their eyes don't. He was certain of that.

But not wanting to kill the mood, he smiled and nodded. "Alright, sure."

Amy's eyes lit up. "Then come to my house sometime! My mom's picture is there. I didn't bring it with me."

"Okay," he replied with a chuckle, ruffling her hair.

Amy looked up at him, all serious. "So, when are you coming?"

Monbatten hesitated, clearing his throat. "Well…"

"I heard those uncles and aunties talking earlier," Amy said with the precociousness only kids can have. "They said Daddy is super busy. Do you even have time to come to my house?"

"I'll make time," Monbatten said immediately.

"When?" Amy pressed, unwavering.

his aide, who

free the evening after

"You heard that, didn't you? The evening after

cheered, stretching out her tiny pinky. "Pinky

help laughing. There was something about this kid that put

pinkies with her, he found himself wondering, Was that woman from Crera as remarkable as this child? Did she give

a koala. "Grandpa, Grandpa! Daddy

raised a brow, unimpressed

would've been overwhelmed in a moment like this, nervous about hosting royalty. But

Amy. "Did you prepare

shook her

sighed, carrying her over to

compelled him to stand as the older man approached. Despite the

a pleasure to meet you,"

Mr. Olsen," Monbatten replied, gesturing for him

his seat, he spoke in a measured tone. "I've heard that Country A

a sigh from

A from Crera, was notorious for its pirate activity. Ships often avoided it altogether, taking longer, costlier

Lewis had ventured into Country A to rescue a prominent scientist. As part of their strategy, they had lured enemy forces to the main port, leaving the pirate-controlled strait

to

faintly. "If King Monbatten is willing to grant my daughter a few favors,

eyes widened. "You control the

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