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Ethan clenched his fists tightly, trembling with rage. His nails dug into his skin, drawing blood, but he couldn’t even feel the pain. What did the pain in his hands matter when Louis was the one suffering?

“If an adult drinks it, it’s just an ordinary medicinal herb. But if a child drinks it, it turns into a deadly poison.”

Ethan stepped forward and grabbed Calvin by the collar.

“You son of a bitch. So. Where’s the antidote?”

Scientist F—real name, Calvin Entry. He adjusted his glasses and replied calmly.

“I can’t just hand over the antidote for free. I need something in return. That’s why I lured you both here.”

“So? What do you want?”

“I want to dissect your son. The child of a parent with antibodies and superhuman strength—he has to be special. I want to see for myself.”

“…What?”

Ethan tried to stay calm, but his face twitched uncontrollably. Louis, noticing his father’s strange expression, looked up at him with curiosity and asked,

“What’s dissect mean?”

The innocent question hit Ethan like a hammer to the skull, making it even harder to hold back his fury. But he forced himself to suppress it, turning his attention back to Calvin.

“Cut the bullshit and name a demand that’s actually possible. Keep this up, and I’ll be the one dissecting you.”

The only reason Ethan phrased it like that was because he was the one saying it. If it had been Cherry standing here, she wouldn’t have stopped at dissection—she would have torn Calvin to pieces. And she had the strength to make that happen.

At that moment, something on a nearby desk caught Ethan’s eye. A file. He let his gaze linger for just a second before casually shifting his focus to other items, as if he hadn’t noticed anything. A faint smirk almost formed at the edge of his lips.

“Hey. You never planned to use an antibody carrier to create a cure or vaccine in the first place, did you?”

“You talk like ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) you know me so well.”

“I’ve seen plenty of bastards like you in Westmore.”

At the mention of Westmore, Calvin flinched. Having been in Graydon, he undoubtedly knew all about Westmore’s horrors.