The End of Marvel's Seraph

Seeing that Tony was in a bad mood at the moment, Qian Xiao didn't say much, took out a bottle of whiskey from the wine cabinet and poured a full glass for Tony.

Qianxiao pushed the cup in front of Tony. Tony didn't even look at it, just grabbed it and drank it in one gulp.

Under Qian Xiao's surprised gaze, Tony pushed the cup back to Qian Xiao, pointed at the empty cup, and motioned Qian Xiao to pour him another cup.

Seeing that Tony was feeling a little out of sorts, Qian Xiao did not dissuade him or ask Tony what happened.

After taking the glass, Qian Xiao did not pour the wine immediately. Instead, she added a few ice cubes to the glass and poured half a cup of soda water. Then she picked up the bottle again and filled the glass with whiskey.

Qianxiao pushed the cup in front of Tony for the second time.

Tony saw Qian Xiao's actions just now. He grabbed the cup and looked up at Qian Xiao.

"I'm not a kid, I want to drink pure."

Although he said that he was not a child, Tony curled his lips and frowned at this moment, and his drawn expression showed a kind of stubbornness only seen when a child acts out.

Qian Xiao was busy doing the work at hand and ignored him.

But Tony still looked at Qian Xiao unwillingly and stopped drinking the wine in his hand.

It was only after being stared at by Tony that she felt uncomfortable, Qian Xiao finally spoke helplessly:

"Okay, don't look at me! You drank like this all morning. Are you worried that you won't kill yourself?"

After hearing Qian Xiao's words, Tony muttered in a low voice. "Hmph, it doesn't make any difference anyway."

"what?"

Tony's voice was too soft, Qian Xiao couldn't hear him clearly.

"nothing!"

Tony turned his head to the side, ignoring Qianxiao's question.

Seeing that something was wrong with Tony, Qianxiao decided to ask what happened, but when he was about to speak, the phone rang in the restaurant.

The few tables of guests in the restaurant all looked at a table in the center of the restaurant. Norman Osborne hung up the phone in his hand, stood up and smiled apologetically to Qian Xiao and the guests in the restaurant. He smiled, then leaned over and said to Harry and Harry, "Harry, Harry, it's a call from Dr. Connors. I have to go out and answer it!"

"It's okay." The younger brother Harry said very sensiblely: "You go, Dad, don't make Dr. Connors wait too long."

Norman showed a gentle smile to his sensible son, then walked out of the restaurant with the phone in hand.

Two minutes later, Norman walked in hurriedly, with an unusual expression on his face.

"I'm sorry, lads, I may have had a moment to spare."

"Ah! What?"

Both brothers Harry and Harry had disappointed expressions on their faces.

Norman smiled apologetically at the children, then picked up the coat he had put on the chair before, put it on quickly, and turned to leave.

"Please! Dad! Don't do this!"

The older brother Harry got up and took his father's hand.

"Harry?"

Facing his father's slightly stern gaze, Harry went up to him without fear.

"You usually stay in the laboratory and don't go home once for ten and a half months. Today we finally waited until you were free and wanted to have a good meal together as a family. Why are you like this?"

Harry also seemed to feel that his tone was a bit harsh and too accusatory. He sighed, turned to look at his father with an almost begging look, and said with an expression:

"Just this time, please dad, just this time! Will you stay with us? Don't go!"

"Can't we just do those damn experiments one day at night? Just one day! Not even one day at night! In your heart, Harry and I, aren't we both important enough for you to postpone the experiments for one day? By the way, what is there in your laboratory? It’s like you’re possessed by a demon!”

Harry became more and more angry as he talked, and he began to yell at his father unbearably, not caring about the strange looks from around him. Harry's chest heaved heavily, and there seemed to be fire in his eyes.

"Dad, think about it carefully! When did our family sit down and have a meal as neatly as we do today? It was two months ago!"

"Dad, how long has it been since you stayed with us? I still remember that the day my mother died of illness, you stayed in the laboratory as always, obsessed. At that time, there were only me, Harry, and my mother in the ward. As a husband, you came here after the doctor issued a death notice?"

"Haha!" It turned out that Harry should have become more and more excited as he spoke, but his tone gradually weakened.

"Dad, do you know how cold it was that day?"

Norman said nothing.

The blazing fire in Harry's eyes died out, fading into silent desperation.

Looking into his son's eyes, Norman bowed his head guiltily, remained silent, and did not speak.

"Harry."

After half a minute, Norman spoke.

"Harry, maybe you don't know what Dad is doing - don't ask! But Dad can only tell you that the experiment Dad is doing now is really, really important. It's about a very important, very important thing. Something special. Dad swore he would spend his life doing it!"

Harry's eyes showed incredible horror, "You can abandon everything for this? Just for that... this bullshit experiment that you refuse to talk to us about even if you live and die!"

Norman let out a long sigh, "Yes, for that experiment, I can throw away everything I have."

Harry, who was so angry, didn't hear Norman saying this, biting the word "my" very hard, as if he wanted to break his teeth. He was just angry now, angry that his father would say such inhumane words.

Harry sat back in his seat, turning his head to the side, not wanting to look at Norman.

"Anyway, I'm sorry! Harry."

Then, Norman patted Harry on the shoulder and said, "I'm sorry, Harry."

"It's okay, Dad, my brother and I can eat together, and we can go out and play later."

"Okay, take advantage of today's weekend and go have some fun later. Remember to use the bank card dad gave you, and the bill will be on dad's head!"

Harry, who had a gentle temperament, was particularly calm at the moment. He pushed Norman gently, pointed to the car outside the restaurant, and then pointed to Harry who was huddled in the seat and felt unhappy. He motioned for him to leave quickly and he would take care of Harry.

"Okay, you go to work, Harry, I will persuade him."

"Okay, see you then, boys."

After saying that, Norman turned around and walked out of the restaurant quickly.

Tony, who was sitting at the bar, listened with great interest to the very unpleasant conversation between Norman and Harry. When Norman went out, Tony even looked back at the back of Norman Osborn.

After turning around, Tony spread his hands to Qian Xiao and said jokingly:

"You know? I once had such a father! It's as if he doesn't exist in my life."

"So, look! All fathers are the same! I mean...the same assholes!"