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

"Helena...! You...you have to think of something!"

Kailan, standing nearby, was in a panic.

The others seemed to have realized something as well, and all turned their attention to Helena.

Helena helplessly tossed her hair aside:

"Even though I've raised children... I'm a very irresponsible mother."

Allen, who was standing nearby, said, "Thank goodness you still have the self-awareness."

Helena sighed, reached out and took the cub, gently cradling him in her arms.

The cub smelled Helena's scent, which was similar to Winston's, and its eyes widened.

Helena Rubinstein loved fragrances, so she always smelled of chamomile. Perhaps influenced by Helena Rubinstein, Winston also has a similar scent.

Perhaps Winston got used to the smell as a child, which is why he never changed the incense formula.

So the little guy has gotten used to the taste now.

He quieted down.

Everyone looked at the child whose face still had traces of tears, yet who nestled obediently in Helena's arms.

Kaylan couldn't help but say, "It's not fair! Why can Helena put him to sleep, but we can't?"

Helena said, "Perhaps it's because Winston loved him very much."

As she spoke, Winston appeared at the end of the corridor.

He was dressed in an elaborate and ornate suit, looking as if he had just returned from a meeting, his steps hurried, and the lingering smell of gunpowder still clinging to him.

But Winston, who had been a cold and tyrannical ruler just moments before, found his steps quickening involuntarily as he approached the area where he could see the cubs.

It's just like an ordinary father rushing home to see his child after get off work.

When he saw that everyone was there and the cub was safely surrounded by them, Winston expressionlessly reached out to Helena.

Helena handed the cub to Winston with a teasing expression:

How does it feel to breastfeed a baby?

Winston paused for a moment.

Before, he would have already clashed with Helena, but whenever Helena brought up the topic of raising children, he couldn't help but think of how much effort she had put into incubating his child...

Regardless of the era or race, any offspring will cause their parents a headache.

Thinking of this, Winston's expression became even stiffer than before, and his tone even colder:

"Taking care of children is very hard work."

But Helena, having spent so much time with Winston, naturally sensed the awkwardness in his words and immediately seized the opportunity to mock him:

"Are you thinking about your childhood? Hmm... To be honest, I didn't spend much time incubating you. After all, I was a king back then, and you were mostly taken care of by my lover at the time. He was really virtuous, an antelope beastman, and had a great physique..."

"But after you were born, on the third day, you accidentally bit off a large piece of his flesh, and he never came back. I'm still very sorry about that."

Winston: ...

Others: ...

Lilith: Help! How did I suddenly hear about this? How can we survive after learning about Aiden's dark past?

Who can save us?

At the crucial moment, the cub woke up. He touched his father's cheek, looked at his father, and as if realizing that this was a long-awaited reunion, he showed a smile that could melt the sun.

Everyone stared blankly at the cub, as if purified by its smile.

Winston's expression, which was originally as black as the bottom of a pot, was completely softened by the cub's influence and returned to its original expressionless state.

A blank expression is perfectly fine!

Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief, except Winston, who spoke to Helena with a hint of pride in his voice:

"My child doesn't bite; he's very well-behaved."

Helena crossed her arms; she was probably the only one who wouldn't agree with Winston's fervent advocacy.

"Really? I know you spoil him, but don't you feel anxious? This child is so weak and helpless; what will happen to him in the future?"

"Do you really just want to raise him as a little pet?"

Richard frowned, feeling that Helena's words were too cruel. They were, after all, royalty; how easy would it be for them to protect a cub?

So Richard couldn't help but say, "When he grows up, we'll naturally teach him how to protect himself."

Helena said coldly:

"How can he protect himself like that? Is he just trying to seduce his opponents?"

Although Helena's attitude was tough, she was telling the truth.

She laid bare the stark reality of the cub's congenital defects before Winston.

Winston looked at the child in front of him and remained silent for a while.

Helena Rubinstein is absolutely right.

She was always so sharp, uttering words as venomous as snakes, but Helena's intuition never failed her.

Winston has been covering up this problem.

It's because Winston himself is afraid to face it.

So now, Winston seems to have made a decision, and without hesitation, he took his heart's blood and fed it to the cubs.

This is the instinct of orcs to feed their children.

If a child has genetic defects or congenital deficiencies, the last resort is to feed them with the parents' blood and flesh.

Because they share the same genes and are compatible, "consuming" powerful parents is the best supplement for children.

However, not many parents are willing to feed their children this way, because this method involves using one's own life as nourishment to feed the child.

Moreover, they all knew how cold-hearted and ruthless Winston was.

So none of them expected that Winston would go to such lengths for the cubs.

Winston will be weak for a period of time after having his heart's blood drawn.

Moreover, Winston also said:

"His health is not good, so I will continue to feed him until he has a healthy enough body."

"If he's not strong enough, then I'll become stronger. I'll become strong enough to protect him for the rest of my life, and no one will be able to hurt him."

Even now, no one quite understands where Winston's terrifying, earth-shattering love came from.

After all, the Winston family has been cold-blooded for generations.

They value tradition and don't care about blood ties.

Therefore, even those close to Winston are still unable to understand Winston's transformation.

Richard and the others also loved the cubs, but they had no idea that Winston's love would be so profound.

Helena looked at Winston, who had taken her heart's blood (equivalent to a dragon removing a piece of its own reverse scale), and his face only turned slightly paler.

Seeing this, she couldn't help but click her tongue and curse Winston inwardly, thinking he was a monster.

But even such a monster can hit a wall when it comes to relationships.

That's amazing.

Helena showed an expression of having had enough fun.

Only Allen came over and quietly bandaged Winston's wound.

Although he seemed to be trying to kill Winston, his professional ethics remained intact.

However, as soon as Allen got close to Winston, he had to follow the cubs.

The cub was still licking the blood off its father's fingers.

At that moment, he looked like a kitten eating a super delicious meal for the first time.

Its eyes widened, its ears perked up, and it licked and bit while making various purring sounds in its throat.

Allen watched the cub engrossed in eating, praising how delicious it was, and was both amazed and convinced that this child was destined for greatness.