Jackson's face remained cold and serious as he reentered the room. His aura was as terrifying as ever, but he was now carrying a toddler with watery eyes in his arms.
The tears in Bubsy's eyes shone under the light as he looked around at the people in front of him. With a toy in his arms, he looked small and helpless in Jackson's embrace.
"Planning department, amend your business plan according to my instructions earlier and submit it within two days. Also..."
Despite holding an adorable boy who was the polar opposite of his dark aura, Jackson remained stern as he worked, keeping the employees on their toes.
He had to take care of the boy while paying attention to the meeting.
Bubsy nestled in his arms comfortably. From time to time, he looked up and called him sweetly, "Papa."
Jackson would answer him and stroke his head, so Bubsy would feel safe and go on fiddling with his toy.
The scenario happened every few minutes during the second half of the meeting.
