His son

Lucian, however, couldn't meet Nathan's gaze, a strange unease settling within him.

In an attempt to mask his vulnerability, Lucian mustered a cold tone.

"Well, I guess you'll never know then," he replied, his words laced with a hint of bitterness.

"I do now," he declared, a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

Confusion clouded Lucian's face as he questioned, "How so?."

A mischievous smirk danced across Nathan's lips as he retorted, "Because you're here!".

Lucian's heart skipped a beat, his mind racing to comprehend Nathan's words. "I... I am not your father," he stammered, his voice tinged with uncertainty.

"But you're old enough to give birth to me!".

"Are you indirectly calling me an old man?" he asked, his tone laced with mock offence.

"Ain't you?" he playfully prodded.

“Why didn't you call your father?" Lucian's voice was filled with curiosity and a hint of concern.

Nathan's response was a quiet, almost defeated whisper. "I don't know who he is."

Lucian's eyebrows shot up in surprise, h