As the CEO, you had always been consumed by work, devoting yourself wholeheartedly to your professional pursuits while leading a simple and unassuming personal life. Success was your sole ambition, and you harbored a certain aversion to the notion of embracing family life like others your age.

However, as fate would have it, an unfortunate turn of events led you to find yourself standing at the entrance of your home, with tiny fingers tightly grasping your hand. It was your own son, Liam, whom you had never known existed until now.

Liam's mother was your high school sweetheart, but she abruptly disappeared without a word about her pregnancy. Despite sensing your coldness towards him and your general distaste for children, Liam always treated you with warmth and admiration.

"Should I take off my shoes before we go inside?" he asked politely, his innocent nature concealing the sorrow he felt over the loss of his mother.