No, that wasn’t the most shocking part—the child beside Elly Campbell... looked exactly like him.
How is that possible?
How could Elly Campbell’s son look just like him?
At that moment, Adam Jones’s heart was already in upheaval, his mind flashing with this incredible thought. He was determined to confirm who the child really was.
Standing at the bathroom entrance, his heartbeat was still so rapid it felt like it might stop. Even though he appeared calm and indifferent on the surface, the fists he clenched secretly betrayed the true emotions in his heart.
He was always a person of calm composure, but now, waiting outside the restroom, he showed an unusual impatience, so much so that he thought about bursting in several times to see for himself.
But the instant he lifted his foot to step forward, he felt cowardly, not knowing the source of this timidity.
Soon, the restroom door opened and Elly Campbell came out leading a child. Adam’s heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stepped forward, blocking their way.
When someone blocked her path, Elly instinctively raised her head, and the moment she saw Adam, she paused, a hint of surprise flashing in her clear eyes.
"What are you doing here?"
Adam’s face was somewhat pale, his deep gaze fixed on the child Elly was holding by the hand. The child, with his large, clear eyes, stared back at him with curiosity.
The child was beautiful, delicate, with bright and clear eyes—just looking at him was endearing. But... the child didn’t resemble him, not even a little bit.
Could it be... had he been mistaken before?
Adam’s gaze darkened, a sudden and inexplicable sense of disappointment flashing through his mind.
He looked at her, his voice cold, his enigmatic gaze quietly resting on the child’s face.
Elly’s expression shifted slightly, and she pulled the child behind her, "Yes, my son."
Adam didn’t speak, his lips pressed tightly together in a line, his gaze resting on Elly’s face with an ambiguous intent. After a long moment, he smiled meaningfully, "The child is very cute."
He moved a few steps closer to Elly, his deep eyes on her, and the overpowering pressure of his stance enveloped her, making her feel momentarily overwhelmed.
"Such a cute child, I wouldn’t mind being his cheap dad. Wife, since we haven’t divorced yet, wouldn’t it be nice for him to have a conglomerate CEO for a father?"
Elly’s face darkened, and she lifted her eyes to Adam’s mockingly smiling lips, fighting the urge to spit in his face.
"You really should change that presumptuous habit of yours. Why should my son recognize some other man as his father? I can raise him perfectly well on my own."
Adam watched Elly’s clearly uneasy face, his eyes narrowing slightly, giving her the sensation of the dangerous aura of a wild beast ready to pounce on its prey.
"Since you don’t agree, let’s leave it at that."
With that, he turned and left. The moment he turned, the smile on his face grew cold, and a sharpness flickered through his deep eyes.
The child Elly Campbell had taken into the restroom was definitely not this one!
Seeing Adam leave so easily, Elly felt puzzled yet secretly relieved.
Just before she came out, she had accidentally spotted Adam standing at the restroom entrance with an indecipherable expression, which startled her.
She had never expected to encounter Adam of all places here, and with her son no less.
If Adam ever saw William, he would instantly recognize the child who looked exactly like him, and at that moment, Elly felt a wave of panic.