Chapter 279

The “Troy” Lottie kept talking about was Nina and Alexander Blackwell’s son. Lottie had been living in the Obsidian Chamber for over a year now. Ever since she learned to walk and talk, she’d always run after Troy to play together. The two kiddos were thick as thieves. Apparently, Troy had taught her how to talk—Camila couldn’t help laughing when she heard that. But the second Prescott Ellington came to mind, the smile on her lips faded, and her heart clenched tight. Gripping her phone a little harder, Camila asked Beatrice, “Mom, everything okay at home these days? No strangers hanging around or anything weird going on, right?” She was really scared that Prescott might somehow find out about Lottie. If that controlling man ever discovered Lottie was his daughter, he might actually try to take her away. Camila had gone through hell just to bring Lottie into the world. There were close calls, times she nearly lost her. Lottie being alive was a miracle. She was everything to Camila—her a