My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

"Daddy! Daddy!"

Amy tilted her head up, her eyes bright with excitement as she called out, "Daddy!"

Monbatten froze in place, staring down at the tiny girl. His brows furrowed in confusion. "What did you just call me?"

"Daddy! You're Daddy!"

Her sweet, clear voice rang through the room, leaving Monbatten stunned.

Squatting down to her eye level, Monbatten suddenly chuckled. "How old are you, little one?"

Amy replied in her childish lilt, "Three!"

Keira, standing nearby, found herself at a loss for words, torn between laughter and frustration.

Amy had always been such a well-behaved child and had promised not to cause trouble on the way here. So why was she acting up now?

Keira stepped forward, a polite but apologetic smile on her face. "King Monbatten, I'm so sorry. This is my daughter. She's just teasing you."

Monbatten waved her off with an indulgent laugh. "No worries. She's adorable."

Then, with a wistful sigh, he added, "I wish I had a daughter as sweet as her."

Amy's face lit up as she pointed at herself. "Daddy, I am your daughter!"

Monbatten laughed again, though this time softer. "Alright, alright. You're my daughter."

He reached out to gently pat her head, his eyes growing tender.

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and vigor. But by twenty-five, when he

succession loomed. Without an heir, the pressure to adopt or designate one from the extended family grew heavier by

gaze returning to

in her large, sparkling eyes—like fresh grapes in the morning sun. Her small, heart-shaped face and pointed

and turned to Keira. "Why is she so

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had been under Keera's care, meals were sporadic, often missed or poorly prepared. After Keira had taken her in,

of an ethereal

Keira glanced at Amy.

Monbatten "Daddy," had been terribly improper, but the king's lack of irritation spoke volumes about Amy's

from the youngest to the eldest,

those shy, pleading eyes, seemed to silently

She was simply irresistible.

Monbatten, known for his indifference toward children,

for a child had made Monbatten sensitive to the topic. His relatives often flaunted their offspring before him, hoping to strengthen their standing

exasperated

the moment he

glanced at Keira and Lewis. "Is she your

exchanged a look before Lewis nodded. "Yes,

chuckled. "She doesn't look much like

Amy, his brows slightly furrowed. There was something oddly

a smile. "Why don't we

banquet hall, where

girl ignored it, her tiny arms and legs working hard as she pushed