The boy remained silent, staring at Maxwell. “I'm your father, and you're my son, and that's how it's going to be, forever. I love you like I've never loved anyone else in my life, and I'd take a bullet for you, but I'm not the one who planted your little seed in your mother's belly... You're the most like me of all my children, you obey the same sense of morality as I do, and we're very similar in character, we have the same blood, too, but...” “But my daddy, it's Uncle Adam.” The boy finished without surprise, when he saw that his father was struggling to finish the sentence. “You don't seem upset.” Anna said, arching her eyebrow suspiciously. “I already know that, it's been a long time. But I agreed with Uncle Adam that I wouldn't call him Dad, so as not to hurt my father.” Maxwell and Anna exchanged a look, before turning to Ian. “And that's fine with you? Is there anything you want to say about that? Do you have any doubts?” Maxwell asked, disguising his anger a
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