Chapter 31

Dr. Montero adjusted his glasses again as he stared at the screen alongside Dark. "I don’t think they’ve had surgery. They’re too young for that. And if they were clones, how do you explain their behavior? They even have your eye color. Everything except their lips, though. I think they got that from their mother."

"Did you f*cking stare at her lips, id*ot?" Dark's thunderous voice echoed through the room, making the four men behind him gawk at their boss, imagining him with d*vil horns and a tail. His neck and ears were turning red from the mix of rage and embarrassment. The veins on his muscles were visibly popping from his rising temper.

Dr. Montero burst into laughter, his amusement clear as he looked at Dark. "Hahaha! Bud, your face is priceless! Damn! Ehem."

"Tsk. Shut up!" Dark snapped. "So what now? Are they my sons or not? F*ck! Stop laughing, you id*ot."

"Okay, okay. Well, we don’t know yet. Maybe you should investigate further, bud," Dr. Montero replied, still trying to sup