Chapter 396

Before he even finished talking, Theron felt a cold chill run down his scalp. He looked up—Prescott Ellington was staring at him with those pitch-black eyes, sharp like daggers. That glare? Straight-up terrifying. Even Theron, who usually wasn’t fazed by much, couldn’t help but flinch. “What are you staring at me for? I was just playing with your kid, not trying to steal her. Man, chill out,” he muttered, lips twitching as guilt crept into his voice. “Uncle Theron, I’m not ‘kiddo.’ I have a name. I’m Lottie.” Lottie lifted her big, dark eyes and corrected him softly but firmly. Her voice was all sweet and sticky, super serious too—adorable to the max. Theron was instantly hit with a wave of cuteness overload. He couldn’t resist reaching out and giving her chubby little cheeks a squeeze. Man, they were squishy and soft, like premium mochi. No wonder Prescott acted like she was his entire world. He had nothing better to do anyway, so messing with this little one seemed like a decent time