Homelander waved a hand.
"Don't worry. My father and I will help Ryan become a true superhero."
His expression was utterly serious as he said this.
"A true superhero?" Becca asked, puzzled.
She could hardly believe those words could come from Homelander.
A trace of impatience appeared on Homelander's face. "Soldier Boy wants to turn Vought into a real superhero company."
"I'll do everything I can to cooperate with him."
Becca fell silent.
She had no fondness for that bastard of a World War II veteran who had wanted to give Ryan a cigarette the moment they met, nor did she believe this was Soldier Boy's ideal.
But with Homelander having said this much, what else could she say?
She talked with Homelander a little longer. Only when he impatiently flew away did their conversation about Ryan end.
Late that night.
Becca tiptoed to Ryan's bedroom door.
Still somewhat worried, she wanted to see whether Ryan had suffered any harm during his time away from her.
Pushing the door open, Becca saw a light inside through the gap.
"Ryan?" Becca called softly.
The light instantly went out.
What was that?
Her heart pounding, Becca switched on the light and walked over nervously.
"Hehe." Ryan suddenly chuckled and sat up in bed.
Becca didn't quite understand what had happened. Then Ryan pulled his hands out from under the covers, holding a phone.
Becca: "..."
The boy was actually staying up in the middle of the night, secretly playing on his phone.
"Mom, this is so much fun." Ryan held up the phone excitedly, his tone turning wheedling because he had noticed that Becca didn't look too pleased.
"All right, Ryan, go to sleep. Do you want to ruin your eyes?" Becca said sternly.
But Ryan looked rather innocent. "Mom, I'm not