My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

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?"

Amy tilted her head and smiled. "Daddy, will you teach me how to speak like

let out a rare chuckle.

and Amy mimicked him with

and Lewis watched the exchange, their expressions a mix

Lewis, whispering, "How is Monbatten getting along with Amy so

staring at the pair. "I've been wondering the same

bad, Keira! You might not be great at networking, but you sure know how to pull strings. Did you know Amy would win over Monbatten like this?

Keira blinked. "What?"

wagged a finger at her. "Oh, come on. You've never brought Amy to

was speechless. She wanted to protest, but her

less than an hour, Amy had managed to make him laugh more than ten times—a rare

leaned against the wall, watching the scene unfold. "You know, Amy really does

handled himself in conversation—Amy mirrored it effortlessly, as if she'd been studying

the little 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 along intently without a hint

glanced at Lewis again, and their eyes met, both of them silently marveling at

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

nod of agreement, still caught up in

with a big smile.