Alexander's frown deepened as he redialed the number and knocked. The door opened just as he was about to force it. To his surprise, it was Austin.

Austin glanced at Alexander, even looking past him, before forcing a smile. "Wait here. I'll bring your son to you." He started to close the door.

But Alexander, a step ahead, wedged his foot in the doorway. "What the hell is going on?!"

"I can't tell you right now," Austin replied, trying to close the door.

"Then I'll go in and wait until you can! And didn't you say your granduncle is sick? I should at least visit him," Alexander retorted, shoving the door open.

"You can't go in!" Austin, pale with fright, weakly blocked him. Alexander's forceful push sent Austin sprawling. Angered by Austin's evasiveness, Alexander strode inside.

Austin scrambled up and hugged Alexander's leg. "I'm serious. You can't go in. You…" He paused, then exclaimed, "There's an infectious disease!"

Alexander paused, lowering his head in surprise. Austin quickly stood, slamming the door shut. His frantic explanation followed: "An unknown infectious disease is spreading. Uncle Dom is infected, and almost all the servants are sick."

"Is Galen infected?!" Alexander asked nervously.

"Not yet," Austin quickly replied.

Alexander breathed a sigh of relief. "It's because he's not infected that I want you to bring him home. I'm afraid if he continues staying here…" He paused. "Besides, no one can tend to him."

Alexander nodded. "I understand. I'll go in to get him."

Austin hesitated. "You…"

"Don't worry. I've taken protective measures," Alexander said, gesturing to his mask, gloves, and disposable suit. "Besides, if it's so contagious, I would have been infected already. And Galen's been here, and he's fine."

Austin considered this, nodding. "You're right! But leave as soon as possible."

"Okay," Alexander said, turning. "You guys wait here." He entered, Austin following, and closed the door behind them.

Inside, Alexander asked, "What kind of infectious disease is it? How did it spread? How is your granduncle?"

Austin halted, a troubled look on his face. "It's all my fault!"