Chapter 303

The moment Lottie heard Prescott Ellington's words, her teary little eyes sparkled, and the crying stopped as she wrapped her tiny arms tightly around his neck. “Mhm, I won’t cry anymore if Daddy stays.” She was still hiccupping a bit, but the joy in her voice was unmistakable. “I’m not going anywhere. I’m staying with you tonight.” “Then I want Mommy too.” Now that the crying was over, the little one started bargaining, all mischievous and clever. “Alright,” Prescott couldn’t help but chuckle. This tiny thing already knew how to negotiate. Way smarter than Camila Harrington, that dummy. Must’ve gotten her brains from him. But the second that thought slipped into his head, Prescott froze. His brows furrowed, that striking face suddenly unreadable. Camila had been watching them the whole time. Watching Prescott—usually all temper and sharp edges—being suddenly so gentle and patient with a child. She looked down, overwhelmed by the unexpected emotional storm surging inside her. Deep down