An old man around the age of sixty was standing outside.

His hair was white, and he had a gray beard. He also had defined features—something not most Chanaeans had.

Cedrick could somewhat recall who he was—the biochemistry professor, Eugene Yortz.

He had been the one who gave Benedict the book about Abnormal Psychology, so Cedrick later contacted Joshua and found out about the man.

Nevertheless, Cedrick solemnly stared at Eugene, wondering why Benedict seemed nervous earlier.

“Professor Yortz, what can I help you with?”

Eugene scratched his head and scoured through his memory to figure out who was the man standing before him. “You must be Benny’s father.”

“Yes, that’s me,” was the only polite answer Cedrick gave to Eugene.

Eugene let out a laugh, a hint of mockery entering his eyes. “It’s rare to see his parents caring for him. In that case, I won’t disturb your time with him. Please continue with your conversation.”

With that said, he turned to leave.

“Stop!”

Cedrick grabbed his hand and forcibly lifted Eugene’s hand. As it turned out, Eugene was holding a book.

Its title was How Do People With Paranoid Personality Disorder Turn Into Murderers?

Cedrick’s heart lurched, finding the book title spine-chilling.

In a stern voice, he confronted Eugene, “You’re bringing an inappropriate book for my son again. As a professor in the lab, why aren’t you trying to be a good role model? Why are you trying to lead a child astray? What are you trying to do?”

Eugene found his words absurd. “How is this book a bad book? It’s just a book about humanity. You’re always absent despite being his father, so what’s wrong with me talking about books with him when I’m free? Why are you accusing me of something so outrageous? You’re strange.”

Strange? Don’t you know who’s the strange one here?

Cedrick tamped down his anger as he gritted out, “Benny’s only five—an age where he’s naive. Why are you teaching him about humanity with books like these? What are you trying to do?”

Eugene flung his hand away, annoyed. “Naive? He’s your son, so don’t you know his character well? He likes books like this, so I brought this for him. It’s not as if he had learned anything bad from these books. He’s smart and much more mature than kids his age. I’m sure he can judge for himself.”

Cedrick did not wish to continue talking to Eugene, however.

“Please don’t bring books like these for my son anymore. If I find out that you’re still doing this, I might report this incident to Federal Bureau of Investigation. Wicked people shouldn’t be staying in a lab like this and should be terminated from their position.”

silent. After a scoff, he left

was gone from the stairwell before returning to the room and closing the door behind

a grimace on his face, and

he knew the

lying

a thin ruler from the bedside table’s drawer before passing

punish

Cedrick saw him roughly flipping his hand around and making the blood flow back into the tubing, his heart skipped

“Benny…”

boy before turning

need to write with my right hand, so maybe you should hit my bottom like how you used to

he spent most of his time on a lab bed.

he saw how miserable Benedict looked when he asked to be punished,

you’ll keep a distance away

“But… I lied too. Are you not angry

Benedict should not have lied. Hence, Cedrick pinched his

have a rule. I’ll let things slide this time. If you don’t change and continue lying, I’ll definitely punish you severely. I’ll make it so painful you’ll never forget about

paled, a little fearful of his

won’t do

he had pinched earlier, unable to

that often. From now on, I’ll find ways to come here

a big kid already. I don’t need you to stop work because of an IV therapy. I’ll feel

father kept a close eye on him, he would never be able to carry out his

not want his father to spend more time keeping his

the one keeping him company for the IV therapies, he had been able to

was on Benedict’s mind, but it was clear that the boy was thinking of nothing good from what

need to feel bad about it. If you have any pranks you want to do, you can tell me about them. I

normal for children to be mischievous, but there was something

to him, but he was certainly

would have never thought of a wicked idea like

out a silent sigh and decided that

in his thoughts, Benedict tilted his neck and leaned over. “Daddy, what are you thinking about? Are you really going to accompany me for all of my

that, Cedrick returned to reality and asked,

Benedict forced out with a

that, Cedrick took a toothpick and passed him a slice

was busy

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