"Call me CEO."
"You've only been CEO for one day."
The son sat while the father stood, and the son even put on airs before his father, looking at him as if he were an employee beneath him.
Homelander shouted angrily, then forced down his rage and took a breath.
He did not hold it against him. Ron simply did not yet know who he was, Homelander said with a complicated expression.
"Listen, I'd always wondered why someone like you suddenly appeared—someone whose abilities were so similar to mine and whose strength was no less than mine. I thought Vought had created you as a replica.
"But a few days ago, I discovered something."
After a pause, he raised his head and fixed his eyes on Ron, his tone becoming far heavier and more serious.
"Ron, I'm actually your father. You're the son Becca and I had!"
After he said that, the office fell silent. Homelander stared at Ron's face, thinking that Ron would be stunned and question him the next second, allowing him to explain everything and reveal the truth.
Becca had concealed it, Vought had deceived him, and Ron had not known. That was why he had treated his own father that way. Once Ron confirmed their identities, he would surely panic and cry out over what he had done before.
Provoking his father, fighting his father, even threatening his father with leverage—were those things a son should do?
Then Ron would apologize and repent, while he would smile gently and pat his son on the shoulder, forgiving him like an old father...
"Are you finished?"
But—there was no shock, no questioning. Ron sat in his chair as though he had heard some insignificant piece of news, interrupting his train of thought.
His Ability Points had inexplicably surged