Felix stared at Lemuel, wondering if the latter had lost his mind. "Mr. Morris, are you sure you're talking to me?"

Lemuel's smile widened as he stepped closer. "Of course, I'm talking to you. And when I say your father, I don't mean the one who passed away. I'm referring to your biological father, Victor Greene."

Felix was shocked. He had never met Lemuel before, yet this man seemed to know so much about him. He asked, "How do you know about that?"

Lemuel explained, "Victor and I are best friends. Actually, this antidote I'm working on is for him, but it seems we're running out of time.

"Five years ago, he started falling ill. It's been relentless—as soon as one disease is cured, another takes its place, as if he's been cursed."

Felix let out a bitter laugh. "Well, maybe he deserves it."

Any parent who abandoned their child deserved such a fate in his mind—there was no excuse for abandonment, especially when they had the choice not to have a child in the first place.

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