I Become Baby Mafia Boss

Who knew if they married someone from the same great-grandparents, just with different mothers or fathers, right?

That's why the Billios Family members were always cautious.

The three celestials felt that the Blood Clan was indeed disgusting, and while they envied Joan's forever youthful face, they watched her walk towards Jake.

"Hey, grandson." The woman laughed stiffly as she approached the young man behind the desk, but after a certain distance, she still stopped.

After all, she wasn't used to getting too close to her close relatives, even if it was Jacqueline or Jake.

Only Ainsley, who wasn't directly related to her in terms of the Billios Family's bloodline but was connected to her through the blood clan, could make her relax.

Jake, or Jake's subconscious reflex, immediately nodded at the woman who suddenly showed up without looking surprised at all.

"Hello, grandma. Long time no see." This Jake acted like usual, and even Joan didn't realize anything wrong.

However, without anyone noticing, three spirits quietly floated around Joan, protecting her in the middle.

One of the spirits was a cute-looking shota boy with a bunny doll in his arms.

The boy looked like a noble prince out of the painting, with black hair and crimson eyes, exactly the appearance of a typical blood clan's members.

And from the color of his deep crimson eyes, this boy wasn't just a regular blood clan member.

He should be a pure-blood blood clan who didn't want to be revived and ended up living as a spirit!

The boy, who died at a young age of ten years old but was actually already more than a hundred years old at that time, quietly became Joan's contracted spirit.

It was rare to have a shaman on their blood clan's side, and Joan was one of the best shamans the spirit could find.

At this moment, the lazy-looking boy, who couldn't wait to find a chair and sit like a king, suddenly looked at Jake with wide eyes.

The boy usually had half-opened eyes, always looking lazy except for when facing plush toys and dolls.

However, this time, he looked at Joan's grandson with a bit of interest in his eyes.

[Lil Joan.]

The boy, who had lived as spirits for thousands of years, becoming the blood clan's guardian spirit, softly called out to his current contractor.

His voice was milky and soft, with a hint of arrogance and laziness of a noble.

The little boy rarely spoke because he was too lazy, but this time, he finally spoke a complete few sentences.

[Your little grandson is under someone else's control.]

The boy tilted his head and hugged his rabbit doll tightly.

[The poor kid has become a puppet with consciousness, but his body is still not under his control.]

The boy dropped the bombs so casually that even the other two spirits, one adult man and one adult woman, almost slipped and fell in the air.

Even Joan's body stiffened, but she quickly adjusted her posture so that the mastermind behind Jake's manipulation wouldn't notice her behavior.

[What do you mean, young master? Can you elaborate more about this?]

Joan respectfully called the little boy 'young master's and calmly went to sit on the couch not far from Jake's desk.

She looked at Jake and nodded.

"You can finish your work first and after lunch, we can depart."

After saying this, Joan pretended to play with her phones, but she secretly spoke to her spirits with her telepathy.

[How is it, young master?]

The boy also knew what Joan wanted to ask, so he lazily lifted an eyebrow and yawned while slouching on the empty couch across from Joan's coach.

[The little guy has been manipulated for a week or so. It's estimated that the puppet master behind him is from the celestial race.]

After all, he still felt a trace of the stinky celestial's aura on the poor little Jake.

[It seems that...the celestial puppet master imprisoned little Jake's consciousness and gave his body some commands from time to time.]

Hearing this, Joan quietly clenched her phone and looked at the chat history between her and 'Jake'.

If what the little boy said was true, it means there was a chance that the one who chatted with her back then wasn't the real Jake, but Jake who had been controlled by the celestial.

Looking back at the chat history...no wonder Jake pestered her to bring him to the Blood Clan's Kingdom!

Joan had completely believed in the little boy's words, because...the little boy was a top-notch puppet master from the blood clan.

His level was even higher than Zenith.

His puppets wouldn't even know that they were being controlled, and they would all subconsciously obey his commands without any suspicion.

This was similar to Ainsley's charm, but Ainsley's charm hadn't turned into a proper puppet technique.

But it was developing towards that direction.

Still, the puppet master from their blood clan could even give life to dolls, plushies and puppets with no soul.

Even corpses could be transformed into puppets and without soul, the puppets could still work well.

This is the dangerous side of a puppet master!

Puppet master Wilhelm Lourage from the Lourage Family of their Blood Clan, a noble family that was only a level lower than the blood clan's royal family.

This young boy awakened his ability at the age of three in real sense, and back then, his appearance was still that of a six-month-old baby boy.

Noble blood clan members aged slower than other blood clan members, and even when their true age was already so old, their outer appearance was still young—

Just like this shota who was actually an old geezer!

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