Chapter 305

Prescott Ellington stood quietly by the bed, eyeing the sleeping girl. He hadn't paid much attention before, but now that he took a closer look, he realized Lottie didn’t look entirely like Camila Harrington. At least, not when it came to her nose and lips. Her little nose had quite a bridge already, more defined than Camila’s. Camila’s features were classically elegant—typical for someone with Eastern heritage—but Lottie’s nose had a sharper shape that hinted at something different, almost like mixed blood. The Ellington family had always carried that blend—Eastern roots mixed with generations of Western nobility. So, his own facial features leaned more defined, more three-dimensional than those of most Eastern men. And Lottie’s lips? Definitely not from the Harrington side. In fact, they bore an uncanny resemblance to his. He hovered his palm just above her face, blocking everything else and focusing only on her nose and lips. Just that part alone... looked a whole lot like him. Mayb