Princess Jade’s Child?

"Alaric must be her child."

This time, an even more powerful pressure descended upon the old marquis.

Tyrone acted like nothing happened and continued to sip his tea.

Lucas let out a sigh.

He leaned on his chair and rubbed his nose bridge as he said. "That's right. Alaric is our son."

His tone contained a trace of melancholy when he recalled the image of that woman.

She was his first love and also his biggest regret.

Tyrone wasn't surprised by his confirmation. "Only a few had seen Her Highness so I don't think someone will get suspicious of Alaric's identity, but you must still be careful. Some people might harbor ill intent if they discover his identity."

Lucas nodded with a grave look. "I understand."

This was the real reason why he rejected the emperor's offer two decades ago. He didn't want Alaric to be embroiled in the imperial family's woes and schemes.