At his age, the head of the William family still hadn't taken a wife. Robert was merely the result of a fleeting affair. The woman William truly loved was Adonis's mother—but his love for her was twisted and obsessive. Adonis's mother had never loved him, not even a little.
The two were locked in a prolonged and painful struggle, and in the end, Adonis's mother—tormented and miserable—took her own life right in front of Adonis. That moment became a deep-seated taboo in Adonis's heart, a persistent wound that haunted him.
Although Robert was the elder brother, he was different from Adonis. He constantly sought to prove himself. He wanted to be part of the company, to show his ambition and drive, unlike Adonis, who focused solely on the entertainment industry—something William never approved of.
Yet despite all this, the son William loved most was still Adonis, simply because Adonis was the child born of his passionate love for that woman.
By now, Robert had realized that no matter how hard he tried, the William family would never fall into his hands.
So he began to spiral downward, looking for the fastest route to obtain everything he wanted—and that route was to eliminate Adonis!
As long as Adonis was brought down, even if William wanted to pass on the family to him, he wouldn't be able to!
Robert had been secretly monitoring Adonis all this time, waiting for the right opportunity to strike—and he had even found a suitable opening!
But then, Adonis was revealed to have a child—a son!
Robert could already picture William's ecstatic expression as he read the news. Adonis's position within the William family would now be even more unshakable!
Sure enough, the moment Robert stepped outside, he heard William's raspy voice booming:
"He's not answering again! More and more disrespectful by the day! Find him and tell him—even if he doesn't want to come home, he still has to bring my grandson back. How can he keep the boy out there with him like that?!"
The butler nodded repeatedly, and then William suddenly burst into delighted laughter:
"Ha ha ha! That brat has a kid. I finally have a grandson!"
A grandson born from the son he loved most—of course, he was overjoyed.
Robert's eyes darkened. He clenched his jaw and returned to his room. No matter what it took, his plan had to succeed!
Adonis had revealed his son without any woman by his side. That could only mean the child was an accident—or the mother was out of the picture. Either way, Robert's plan still had hope!
Because of the news from that morning, when the show Me and My Mini announced its mystery guest was Adonis, almost no one was surprised. Even so, the excitement within the fandom was still intense.
[So there's no denying it now... that really is the great one's child, sob sob sob]
[Sis above still can't accept the truth? Look at that face—it's like he was copy-pasted!]
[How is that copy-pasted? My baby is way cuter than Adonis!]
Indeed, with just one photo, Joshua had already won the hearts of many—some of them Adonis's fans, some not.
[No one's curious who the woman is?]
[Yeah, seriously, who's the baby's mom?!]
[It feels like Adonis isn't planning to say anything about that. It's just my impression.]
[Maybe the mom died or something!]
Someone left that nasty comment, only to be quickly criticized.
[Alright, no more arguing. Since it can't be hidden anymore, I'll admit it—I'm the baby's mom!]
[Snap out of your delusions already!!!]
"You all don't know anything—Joshua doesn't have a mommy, Joshua only has papa, and me known this ever since I was born!"
Joshua made this declaration as he ate his porridge, all the while watching the online reactions on the virtual screen provided by Leo.
That's right—three-year-old Joshua was extremely busy.
Meanwhile, sitting nearby, Adonis could only see his son looking dazed as he sat there, half-heartedly scooping porridge with a spoon, some sticking to the corner of his mouth.
Adonis couldn't help but find it amusing, and he laughed freely. With a practiced hand, he lifted his phone and snapped a photo.
The sound of the shutter startled Joshua, who looked up in confusion at his papa.
Adonis immediately narrowed his eyes and teased, "Papa has captured your messy little face."
Hearing that, Joshua immediately raised a hand to touch his face, then quickly grabbed a towel to wipe it. His arms were short, but his movements were fast. He glanced at Adonis with a panicked expression and said sternly, "Papa, delete the photo!"
Even in this state, Joshua looked adorable in Adonis's eyes.
The little one sat properly on his chair, both hands placed formally on the table, face scrunched up as he glared at Adonis. His attempt at a fierce look, paired with those big round eyes, only made him look like he was throwing a tiny tantrum.
Without saying a word, Adonis raised his phone again and snapped another picture.
Joshua hurriedly wiped his face again. Adonis already knew well—his little guy cared a lot about appearances. He liked being clean and sometimes even admired himself in the mirror, feeling smug about his appearance. At those times, Adonis found him both ridiculous and overwhelmingly adorable.
Sensing that his son was really about to get angry, Adonis put down his phone and went over to pick him up. Seeing that the bowl of porridge was nearly empty, he immediately praised him: "Our Joshua ate so well—he's going to grow up even more amazing than papa!"
Joshua instantly lifted his chin proudly, then reached out his arms. Adonis brought him closer, and Joshua kissed papa on the cheek, saying seriously, "Papa is the best."
Of course, Joshua would never be better than papa in his own eyes.
Adonis smiled, kissed Joshua's hair, then carried him to his room, saying, "Tomorrow we're going to have fun—we'll go somewhere with lots of little kids like you. Do you like that?"
Joshua understood—the time had come for him to protect papa!
He immediately clenched his little fists and nodded firmly, "Joshua likes that!"
Adonis looked at his son, a little puzzled. He said he liked it, but the expression on his face looked more like he was preparing for battle.
Children's minds were always a mystery, Adonis thought as he laid the little one in bed.
Joshua snuggled under the blanket, looking up at papa beside him, feeling happier than ever: "Papa, Joshua loves papa the most."
Joshua always expressed his love freely, almost as if he feared it wouldn't be enough.
Adonis felt the soft, tiny hand holding tightly onto his finger. He could feel it—though always cheerful, Joshua was often anxious. Even a short absence would make him uneasy.
Adonis suspected that Joshua's previous "papa" had once carelessly abandoned him, leaving him with lingering fears.
Honestly a bastard unfit to be a father, Adonis thought grimly, then gently wrapped Joshua in his arms and drifted off to sleep.
Lying beside his papa, wrapped in warmth, Joshua also fell peacefully asleep.
In the system space, Leo watched the quiet scene and couldn't help but smile.
May this world be gentle to little master.