Lucian and Yuliana finished reviewing every angle of the security footage, but nothing looked off. Only Felix had held the child during that entire time—no one else had even touched him.

"That's strange," Lucian murmured. "Could it be that the kid's condition isn't exactly the same as what was recorded in my mentor's medical notes?"

Upon seeing Lucian so caught up in doubt, Yuliana chuckled. "Grandpa, why are you suddenly doubting yourself? You already confirmed the kid's fine, right? Then he's fine—no need to overthink it."

Lucian let out a helpless laugh. "You're right. The older I get, the less confident I seem to be. I'm heading to the restroom real quick, then we'll go home."

Once Lucian stepped away, Yuliana's smile faded, and her brows knit together. She tapped rapidly on the glowing screen in front of her, navigating through something only she could understand.

...

That night, Felix returned to his small rented apartment just a short walk from the clinic.

He could feel