The Male Leads Are Trapped in My House

"First, I hate the Graydonians. Deep down to my bones. So, the arrogance of standing above others, pretending to offer goodwill with their so-called cures and vaccines, is disgusting."

"Hah."

Ethan slowly exhaled, then lazily wiped his face with his palm. He massaged his forehead with a tired expression before speaking.

"You're talking nonsense."

"What’s that, Papa?"

"I misspoke. I’m sorry, Papa."

Ethan smacked his forehead and covered Louis’s ears. If they were to meet Cherry again, he felt like he'd get an earful.

Louis tilted his head. Ethan quietly ruffled Louis’s hair. Theodore continued speaking.

"Second, there was an order from Scientist F. To bring your son. So, we distributed missing person flyers under the guise of a disappearance. I dislike F too, but he’s the only one who can create vaccines and treatments in the Briwood Kingdom."

He was clearly referring to the missing child flyers that had been posted.

Ethan couldn't understand the Briwoodians.

They had already developed vaccines and treatments in Graydon. So why waste time and keep insisting on developing their own? People in Briwood must be dying horribly while they drag things out.

"Anyway, we received intel that your son is special, different from ordinary people. But the truly special one isn't your son, it’s you. You're an antibody carrier."

Louis might really have antibodies. He was Ethan’s son, after all. That theory wasn’t something Cherry and Ethan hadn’t considered.

But it seemed Theodore hadn’t thought that far.

As he silently observed the father and son, Theodore wore a faint smile on his lips as he continued.