Chapter 288

Seeing Lottie all soft and pouty, Beatrice Fairchild’s heart practically turned to mush. So it wasn’t that Lottie was feeling sick or anything — nope, the poor kid just felt bad about dozing off last night before her mom got home. What a sweet and thoughtful little thing. Beatrice kissed her gently on her chubby cheek, her voice full of love. “Our Lottie is the best, huh? Your mom’s not back till this morning, so Grandma's gonna help you wash up first. Then how about we put on your pretty little dress and wait for Mommy together?” But Lottie wrapped her arms around Beatrice’s neck and mumbled, “Grandma... no dress. I wanna wear the fuzzy one.” The “fuzzy one” — yep, that monkey onesie she adored. Lottie was obsessed with Sun Wukong from Journey to the West, and naturally had a thing for all things monkey-themed. She was the apple of everyone’s eye in the Harrington family. Whether it was Dorian, Camila, or even Grandma Beatrice, they’d all spoiled her with shelves of monkey-patterned c