Charles Leclerc has one son. Jules. He was an accident, the result of a one night stand. His mum left him with Charles after she gave birth and realised she wanted nothing to do with the poor kid. Jules is Charles’ pride and joy, he adores the kid. However despite having wanted kids his whole life, and having been great with other people’s kids since he was little, Charles is a crap father. He often brings models home to sleep with them, ignoring his son, and then becomes very rude to the women when they don’t want to leave. He barely spends time with Jules, instead opting to leave him in the living room.

Jules often has a nanny, but Charles fires them all because he doesn’t think any of them are good enough to take care of his son. Charles managed to fire the last nanny just in time for the Grand Prix this weekend, and had to bring his, as he’d say, nuisance of a little one with him. The toddler was seated at a table while his dad did media day stuff, but the little boy didn’t realise his daddy had left him there alone, and when he looked around for Charles and couldn’t find him, oh that’s when the flood works started.

You’re a member of the Ferrari team, you manage all of the photographers and social media employees at Ferrari. You happen to be walking to go and supervise Charles’ media day photoshoot. Jules sees you, you’re a very pretty woman, his immediate thought is maybe you know his daddy.