Baby of CEO

biting and drooling on the sleeve of his jumpsuit, completely oblivious to the bomb that had just been dropped on my life. But how could that be possible? The baby was months old, how

he gently guided me, her touch transmitting a comforting sensation in the midst of the emotional chaos I was facing. Sofia stopped and looked at me with concern in her eyes. Her delicate freckles contrasted with her heavy gaze. - Sir... - she said in a whisper. - I don't know if this child is really yours, but this lady is not in a mental condition to take care of him right now, we need to call a social worker... I nodded slowly, recognizing the gravity of the situation. She was right. Together, we turned our gaze to the lady, ready to act. However, as soon as we turned around, we realized that the place where she had been standing was now empty. There was only the baby. CHAPTER 3 Sofia And then, like a gentle breeze, the baby who had been playing sweetly began to cry. I looked to Lucio for guidance, but his eyes reflected the same bewilderment that I felt. Neither of us knew what to do. Instinctively, I took a step forward, approaching the baby. He was there, wrapped in his baby carrier, his round, tear-stained eyes fixed on me, as if seeking comfort in the midst of the unknown. Carefully, I reached out, gently stroking his rosy cheek. His crying subsided a little, but it still persisted, an expression of vulnerability that broke my heart. "Lucio, what are we going to do?" I asked, my nerves already bursting, as I imagined his countless meetings being canceled due to his absence. Lucio seemed lost in his own thoughts, pacing in circles around the room. His expression was a mixture of anxiety and frustration, unable to find an answer to the unexpected situation we found ourselves in. Faced with the lack of clear direction, I made an impulsive decision. I lifted the baby from the baby carrier, holding him carefully in my arms. He continued to cry, his cries echoing throughout the room, but I couldn't leave him there alone, lost and scared. The baby's facial features, despite his young age, were surprisingly familiar. The eyes, the shape of his nose, even the curve of his lips... everything reminded me of Lucio in an almost supernatural way. A shiver ran down my spine as I observed the baby more closely, marveling at the disconcerting coincidence. Could it be possible that this baby was really Lucio's