Chapter 308
After saying that, Prescott Ellington couldn’t help but chuckle at himself.
Seriously, what was he doing spilling his heart out to a toddler? Lottie was only two—super smart, sure, but still a baby. He must be losing it.
“It’s not Uncle Fletcher, it’s Daddy! Mommy’s phone has a picture—um, of Daddy! It’s Daddy, I saw it! Really, I’m not lying!”
Seeing how he didn’t take her seriously, Lottie got all flustered. Her soft baby voice tumbled over her words, little brows scrunched up, cheeks flushing pink.
She looked like a tiny dumpling in distress, and Prescott’s heart turned into mush. Warmth spread everywhere, and he couldn’t stop doting on her.
“Okay, it’s Daddy. Daddy believes you, baby. No rush—just tell me slowly.”
He got up with her in his arms and walked out of the study.
“Mommy!”
The moment they stepped into the hallway, sharp-eyed Lottie spotted Camila Harrington. She waved her chubby hand excitedly, calling out in her clear baby voice. Her wide grin showed off two deep little d

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