The sickly little one was adopted by a wealthy foreigner and became a favorite.

But actually, the little guy felt insecure because he didn't have his father protecting him.

So the little guy tried many different positions, and finally rolled over, facing away from his father, hugging his father's shirt in his arms, surrounded by his father's scent, and only then was the little guy satisfied.

Only Winston, silently facing the back of the black rabbit, suddenly realized he couldn't fall asleep.

He wanted to throw that damn shirt away.

The next day, the black cat, who had slept very well, finally seemed a little more energetic than the previous two days.

The result is that she seems to have more energy when she's clinging to her dad.

Winston watched as Ulva sat beside him, doing nothing—no training, no studying, no hanging out with friends, no interest in the internet—just clinging to him, and he felt a headache coming on.

Wu Tu has completely lost everything she had before. She has lost interest in everything and her only thought is to stay by her father's side.

This black clown has lost a part of its soul, which made Winston's heart tighten.

However, he was also unable to forcibly desensitize Wutu and force it to stop depending on him.

Therefore, Winston could only address the root cause and gradually resolve the little guy's emotional distress.

After finishing his work in the afternoon, he took Wutu to a certain place.

The little guy thought he was going out to eat with his dad.

He didn't want to go outside or interact with other people, but he couldn't persuade Winston to go out, so the little guy could only follow closely behind his father, like a duckling following its mother.

The little guy didn't look at the scenery along the way, nor did he chatter away with his dad like before; he just wanted to hide himself.

Winston sighed and took out a small cake and milk from the small refrigerator.

Even his favorite food was something he wouldn't eat.

Because Yue had once brought him his favorite food, presented it to him, and begged him to take a bite.

The little guy lost all interest at the thought of that dark and hopeless experience.

Just like when he first fell ill, he even lost his appetite.

Looking at the black tusk, Winston was overwhelmed by the feeling that he was about to lose the little guy again.

Winston wanted to keep him.

I want to catch him.

Therefore, Winston was willing to do anything, even if it meant resorting to any means necessary.

Wu Tu didn't know what his father was thinking. He was counting how many wrinkles there were on the leather seats when he suddenly realized the car had stopped.

The little guy looked up and saw the familiar ancient castle in front of him.

It is the Winston family's old residence.

Upon seeing that eerie, almost man-eating building, the little guy became restless.

But Winston covered the black rabbit's hand tightly with his large hand:

"Don't be afraid."

Winston then picked up the black rabbit and got out of the car.

The little guy was already filled with anxiety. He knew his father was going to take him into the castle, where he might see his father's other children, and that his father might abandon him...

Thinking of this, Wu Tu suddenly struggled violently, resisting Winston's embrace with all her might.

He wanted to go back, to turn back time.

He wanted... Winston to always be his dad.

The little guy desperately braced himself against Winston's shoulders, pushing him away with all his might, shoving his father's face, biting his father's hand, and whimpering, almost bursting into tears.

She was clinging to him just a moment ago.

Now she's like a cat with its fur standing on end, desperately trying to break free from his embrace.

Winston could only hold the little guy tightly, letting him kick and breathe on him. The little guy even kicked off one of his shoes, but he was no match for Winston's strength, and in the end, he could only pant in his father's arms.

Winston watched as the little guy calmed down, then picked up the shoe he had dropped and carried him into the old house.

Unable to resist, the black rabbit could only watch in despair as Winston carried it into the old house.

Perhaps, what he is about to face is being abandoned by his father...

The father will abandon him and adopt the child who appeared at that time...

He will be homeless, he will soon have nothing...

Wu Tu never expected that his deepest fear would be detected by Wens.

And Winston actually forced him to come to the old house and confront this fear with him.

Wu Tu was heartbroken.

His eyes, devoid of any luster, were lowered as Winston led him into the ancient castle.

But the child was nowhere to be found inside.

All that Wutu saw were elderly nobles, some of whom were nearing their deathbeds.

At this moment, the nobles who still held influence within the family were already sitting silently on either side of the dining table.

But none of them are in charge.

Winston was the only one who looked down upon them all from a superior position.

The little guy, too, became the one in charge of the room.

Winston, holding the black rabbit steadily, sat at the head of the table, tapped the table, and the maid beside him brought dishes to each guest.

In the silence, the silver cutlery was lifted, revealing the only thing on the plate.

A silver, sharpened, razor-sharp dinner knife.

Except for Winston, each of them had a knife, the blade pointed directly at their hearts.

It was as if the executioner had the knife hanging over their necks.

Winston, holding the black rabbit, said casually:

"Previously, due to family rules, each family head would seal their genes in a database in case of an accident and could not find a suitable successor."

"But now, I have enough heirs, yet some of you still overstepped your authority, stealing my genes from the database to create new life, all for your own selfish gain."

"In that case, from this moment on, I will destroy the gene pool. From this point onward, this default rule will be completely erased, starting with my generation."

"I will never have any more children. I will never have any offspring in my life."

"Furthermore, after my death, all my estate will be left to Wutu. If he dies unexpectedly, all my estate will be donated, and I will not leave you a single penny."

"I will make you all bow down to him, and I will make you never dare to plot against him again."

"If you disagree, then please commit suicide."

"I am the head of the family, and the life and death of each of you are in my hands."

The people nearby, trembling with anger, said, "We are your elders, we are also shareholders and directors of the company, how can you treat us like this?"

Winston didn't say anything, he just covered the black rabbit's eyes.

The next second, the person's body was severed from its head.

Wu Tu was held in Winston's arms. He only had time to smell a hint of blood before Winston carried him away from the scene.

The little guy was wrapped up tightly by Winston and put back into the warm car, which was covered with a yellow duck blanket.

Everything that just happened felt like an illusion.

But Winston took out the key to the gene bank and placed it in front of the black rabbit.

Winston sat beside him and calmly confessed to the crow:

"My dear, I am the head of the Winston family, I am His Highness the Prince, and sometimes I have to do certain things. I am not just your father."

But all I want is to be your father...

"I'm sorry, I'm not a perfect father, and I don't know how to make you happy. I always end up letting you down."

"Baby, are you scared? Are you scared of me like this?"

"If you don't want to live with your father, I can... find you another ordinary family, a couple who love you, so you can live a happy and ordinary life."

"And I will always be your father, your backup plan. You don't need to have any worries or fears. I will still protect you."

"If you miss me, you can come back and visit. The promise I made to you will always be true."

"You'll always be my only child."

Wu Tu looked at Winston, and hesitated for a very long time.

However, no matter what kind of devil or cold-blooded monster Winston is in the eyes of others, in front of Ulva, Winston is always gentle and unchanging.

Winston was willing to go against his instincts, to understand family ties, and to learn how to love...