By morning, he walked into the living room looking like a hollow shell of a man.
The nanny was busy feeding Leo breakfast.
This nanny was Mrs. Miller, who had always been the one taking care of Leo.
She had been overjoyed when Lucius ordered her to bring Leo back and personally care for him.
She had woken up at 3 AM to prepare all of Leo's favorite foods.
But the moment she saw Lucius's haggard appearance, she froze in shock.
"Sir, are you... sick?"
Lucius replied flatly, "Maybe I am."
He walked straight over to Leo's high chair.
Leo, terrified that Lucius was going to abandon him again, immediately burst into tears.
He sobbed out, "Dad, please don't throw me away! I love you!"
Leo hadn't had a good time at the main estate lately. He had been constantly crying, begging to go back to his dad.
Lucius knelt down and gently wiped the tears from the boy's cheeks.
"Be good. Don't cry. Dad will never abandon you again."
Lucius stared deeply into his son's face.
The reason he had named the boy Leo was because of his bright, striking eyes that shone like the North Star.
Now, looking closely, those eyes looked more and more like Madeline's.
It was as if he could see Madeline through the child.
Lucius froze.
Leo suddenly asked, "Dad, grandma said Mom can't take care of me because she's going to have a new baby. Is that true?"
The last time Leo saw a pregnant Liliana, he had tried to hug her, only to be brutally kicked away.
Lucius shook his head. "Your mom isn't that woman with the big belly. She's a liar. Sweetheart, you are my real son. You belong to me and Mom Madeline."
Mrs. Miller nearly dropped the bowl in her hands.
"Sir, are you... telling the truth?"
Lucius nodded.
He looked at Mrs. Miller. "To force Madeline into a divorce, Liliana stole the baby and swapped him with a dead infant. Terrified Madeline would find out, she paid the hospital staff to tell me they had disposed of the body to spare Madeline the grief. I was a fool to believe it without checking. Leo is my biological son with Madeline. Mrs. Miller, is it too late now that I finally know the truth?"
Mrs. Miller's face was a picture of sheer shock. It suddenly made sense why Lucius looked so utterly broken. But was regret really enough at this point?
Lucius instructed her, "Explain everything carefully to Leo. I have to go out."
Mrs. Miller nodded, her words slipping out instinctively. "If Ms. Monroe had known this earlier, perhaps she wouldn't have divorced you. How is she doing?"

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