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

Upon seeing this, Kaylan immediately looked at Helena:

"You're not trying to steal our baby too, are you? No way! We already have enough candidates; one baby isn't enough to go around!"

Helena asked, "What's the problem?"

"I want it, I'll get it. If Winston doesn't want to reveal the little guy's identity, he can just say it's my child, I don't mind."

"Such a sensible child should be able to understand our tone of voice and our expressions. He can sense who likes him and who dislikes him. This is another kind of talent."

"But this also makes him too sensitive and in great need of love from others."

"Moreover, this kind of child might be willing to give up everything, even go to hell, for a little love in the future."

Helena said, "Anyway, I don't understand what it feels like to love someone. I'll take this opportunity to learn, to cherish him, and to love my child like a parent would. That would be nice."

Kaylan: "No!! This is our little brother!"

Their commotion gradually grew, attracting the attention of others.

Members of Richard's family, who were also nearby, rushed over upon hearing the commotion to inquire what had happened.

"Your Highness Richard, has this child disturbed you? Please give me the child, I will go find the child's parents immediately."

A member of the Winston family reached out his hand to Richard.

Cyrus and Lilith immediately stood in front of him:

"No way! He's not someone you can touch!"

The little guy got scared when he saw more and more people.

He thought these people were going to take him away and that he would never see his father again.

The little one couldn't help but struggle, but Richard didn't dare to use too much force, afraid of hurting him. And just like that, the little one actually managed to break free from his brother's embrace.

The cub was tiny; as soon as it landed, it was immediately covered by people and disappeared into the crowd, never to be found again.

Richard's expression changed immediately.

He turned to his men and said, "Go find him! If anything happens to him, none of you will escape!"

At this moment, the little guy, who felt he was still following Richard, raised his head and looked at everyone here, almost all of whom had golden heads (golden hair). And foreigners, in the cub's eyes, almost all of them looked the same.

So the cubs were completely disoriented.

He squeezed the last of his candy in his pocket to bolster his spirits, then walked to the side and lifted the rug:

"Dad, where are you?"

Then he lifted the curtains again:

"dad?"

Then they lifted the tablecloth and rummaged through the trash can, but they couldn't find their father hiding there.

He searched for ten minutes, got tired, sat down on the steps and swung his legs, realizing he was hungry.

But I don't know any of these people...

Fear kept the little guy from speaking.

The little guy could only spin around in a daze for a couple of times, then follow the people around him for a few steps, and then follow another person for a few more steps.

As they walked, the little guy smelled a fragrance.

He had come to the dining area.

The adults all held their plates, eating desserts while chatting quietly.

The tables were too high for the little guy to reach, so he could only watch longingly as the mountain of desserts piled up, and started circling around the tables.

He was like a stray cat that couldn't find food; after pawing around for a while, he started foolishly chasing his own tail again.

His actions caught the attention of several younger people nearby.

They seemed to rarely see such young children.

After all, the Winston family has always been an elite family, and its population is not very large. The large number of people now is entirely due to the family's heritage. However, there are not many younger generations, and children like the youngest are the only ones of his generation.

They immediately became interested and bent down to ask the little guy:

"Good heavens, where did you come from, kid? How did you get in here? Do you want something to eat?"

The cub nodded and immediately stood in front of a group of older brothers and sisters, opening its mouth to wait to be fed.

At home, whenever he's hungry, the little guy will drop everything and bring him food, milk, or even a gummy candy to satisfy his little needs.

So the little guy has developed some spoiled habits.

But even when he is not with his family, he can still receive a lot of understanding and support.

The young girls were so charmed by the little guy's actions that they covered their mouths and stomped their feet.

They exchanged a glance, then immediately picked up plates and fed the cub whatever it liked.

The cub was only hungry by sight; the older sisters put a whole plate of food on his plate, but he couldn't finish it all.

The little guy ate slowly for a while and was already full.

But faced with the expectant eyes of his older siblings, the little guy couldn't help but eat a little more.

As the pretty woman wiped his mouth, Captain Morin, who was standing nearby guarding the scene, walked over.

Maureen Redster is Winston's confidant and an extremely loyal henchman of the Winston family.

Their family has been loyal to the Winston family for generations, following them in expanding their territory since their ancestors, and now witnessing them establish a new era of business empire.

They are the Winston family's loyal henchmen and fanatical followers who are absolutely devoted to Winston.

Even within the Maureen family, there are those in modern society who propose continuing the Winston family's rule for generations, keeping the entire country under their control, and forever upholding only the pure royal bloodline.

Although Maureen wasn't that crazy, he was absolutely loyal to Mr. Winston.

From a young age, Maureen was instilled with the idea that she should give everything for the Winston family, but before meeting the current Winston, Maureen was simply fulfilling her duties as if she were on a mission.

But ever since he followed Aiden back then, now Mr. Winston, he has witnessed Mr. Winston step by step, from being an unpromising heir to becoming the head of the family.

Winston's decisiveness, maturity, caution, and imperial wisdom and majesty drew him into a fanatical faith.

The aura of power that surpassed him completely won him over.

Yes, he doesn't believe in God; he thinks Winston is God.

Therefore, any troublemakers at the banquet would be detected and eliminated by Morin immediately.

But it was just a child.

Maureen is also the most impartial judge; he won't make a mountain out of a molehill.

So he looked at the cub, then at the little guy with his mouth full of cream, and could only ask whose child this was.

Upon receiving news that the little one had become separated from his family, Maureen was also helpless.

He assumed the little guy was just a child brought along by some family for fun, and he couldn't muster any more thoughts about eliminating any potential threats. So he clumsily picked the little guy up and took him to the lounge.