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?"

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

a rare

her a few basic phrases, and Amy mimicked him with

the exchange, their

leaned closer to Lewis, whispering, "How is Monbatten getting along with Amy

frowned, still staring at the pair. "I've been wondering the

not be great at networking, but you sure know how to pull

Keira blinked. "What?"

Amy to

wanted to protest, but her eyes drifted back

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

cracked open a pistachio and leaned against the wall, watching the scene unfold. "You know, Amy really does have a

out a long sigh. She had noticed. Every subtle gesture, every way Monbatten handled himself in

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

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

joined them, arms crossed thoughtfully. "You know, Amy might have the makings of a diplomat. If that's the case, Ryan

gave him a nod of agreement,

Amy wrapped up her chat with Monbatten, hopping off her seat with a big smile. She walked over