You're Out Daddy

Chapter 901 No One To Blame

Observing his guarded expression and evasive behavior, Anthony sensed that something was off.

He shut the door, retraced his steps, and positioned himself in front of Spencer. Placing both hands on the table, he leaned forward and spoke with determination. “Spencer, there's something you're not telling me, isn't there?”

Spencer lowered his gaze. “No.”

“There is,” Anthony stated firmly, his conviction unwavering. The way Spencer avoided his gaze was confirmation enough.

Spencer remained silent, his lips pressed together.

“What's really going on, Spencer?” Anthony probed.

Nevertheless, the man remained silent. For the first time in his life, he was at a loss for words, stumped by a question from a child.

“You're not planning to tell me, are you?” Anthony inquired, his tone a mix of frustration and determination. “Fine, then. I'll go find Thalia. She should know what's going on.” With that, Anthony turned and swiftly exited the room.

“She doesn't know.” Spencer suddenly spoke, watching Anthony's retreating figure.

Anthony halted and turned back, locking eyes with Spencer.

The latter took a deep breath before continuing, “I can share the truth with you, but I must clarify that this matter has nothing to do with Thalia.”

Anthony's expression grew more serious, his intuition telling him that this matter might not sit well with him.

Spencer's lips tightened as he continued, “The reason Thalia hasn't had a relapse is because her poison has been cured.”

As soon as the man's words reached Anthony's ears, his eyes immediately narrowed. “Cured? How was it cured?”

“With the antidote.”

“Where did you get the antidote?” Anthony asked, disbelief filling his eyes.

Anthony's gaze, the words hovering on his lips, but

up!” The

time, your dad brought it back while he

“Last time?”

when

moment. “So, you're saying that my dad actually brought back the antidote

Spencer nodded.

“You gave to Thalia?”

confess, I entertained some selfish thoughts, but ultimately, I'm not the one who decided in

asked, finding it all too hard to

Spencer looked at

stating that he was entirely taken

detailed the exchange of antidotes to Anthony. As he concluded his explanation, he turned his gaze toward Anthony and added, “Up until this point, Thalia remains unaware of the actual situation. She has consistently believed that the medicine she took before departing was the one I provided to

listened to the detailed explanation, Anthony found himself at a loss for how to react. He regarded Spencer for a prolonged moment before posing a question, “Given that there exists an antidote, why not work on creating another one to take? Wouldn't that sever the other

no time in confirming its legitimacy. I attempted to replicate its formula, yet...” Spencer's head shook slightly, a combination of frustration and irritation lacing his words. “Every component except one could be identified. There's a particular ingredient that still eludes me. Despite having the rest, I can't ascertain that one missing element.” His voice carried a mixture of emotions, including frustration and helplessness he had seldom experienced in his

at him, momentarily at a loss for

whatever I could think of, they, being adults, would likely not overlook. Spencer must have possessed considerable confidence to allow Thalia

her previous self, was almost unbearable for Anthony. After a brief pause, he muttered,

began, prompting

solely driven by a sense of doing what's right...” He fixed his gaze on Anthony and elaborated, “She views Thalia as a friend. If Thalia can go to such lengths for your sake, your

so much depth. In that instant, a flood of memories involving Thalia surged through his

the circumstances, Thalia had consistently stood in staunch defense before

If an antidote were to be presented before him now, demanding that he choose

while Thalia

in their shoes, he could imagine the internal turmoil

no one to blame for

pursed his lips,