Marcus Zephanie narrowed his eyes, swirling the murky liquid inside the vial he was holding.
Could this be it?
Did he finally find the cure?
He didn't want to raise his hopes, but if he did finally find the cure, what then?
Shay seemed to have fully rebelled against him. Maybe, this might be the key to bring her back to his side. Or if not, at least make her talk to him again.
Marcus Zephanie did not hate Shay for running away. He couldn't even bring himself to be mad at her for devising a plan against him. He was his daughter after all, how can one parent hate his child?
Placing the vial down on the white spotless table of his laboratory, Marcus Zephanie pulled the drawer beside him open, grabbing an unused syringe.
