Mike looked away, lowered his gaze, and said blandly, “No, sir.”
The little man did not care if Mike was lying or pretending. Then he revealed a pleased smile as if he had seen through everything.
“l don’t f*cking care, Mike. Do you think someone likewould fear death? Still, | know you won't killbecause | have your son.
You won't dare to killif he hasn't returned to your side.”
Mike clenched his fists at his sides and tried to restrain himself, but his emotions surged when the man mentioned his son.
He had a video call with his son a week ago and had told his men to intensify their search for nick. However, there had been no
leads. Sometimes he even thought about the worst-case scenaand wondered if the organization had already killed Nick.
Mike even suspected that what he saw during the video calls were Al imaging or pre-recordings created to manipulate him into
cooperating with them.
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But during each video call, he thoughtfully made his son perform specific gestures or bring up private matters and trivial details
from the past. The child had never made a mistake and could always respond accordingly. It gave him hope that his son was still
alive.
After all, Mike knew he owed his son too much. Mike's life would lose meaning if he could not protect and save Nick.
“| can give my life to you. Can you let him go?” Mike slowly raised his head, looked at the man, and made a decision. “Let's make a
deal.”
“A deal?” The man raised his brows and looked at Mike, intrigued.
He nodded. “You can use any of the drugs in the lab to control me, just like what you did to Austin and others. | will accept this as
long as my son can return to me.
“You're holding him hostage, so I'll do anything you want. Since that’s the case, putunder any drugs’ influence or poison to
ease your mind. Just giveback my son. He's just a child. How can he cause you trouble?”
Mike had decided this after careful consideration, and it was currently the best solution he could devise. He would not hesitate if he
could exchange his life for his son's.
However, the man did not say a word and simply looked deeply at him, his head slightly cocked. His cruel and cunning eyes behind
the mask looked Mike up and down carefully.
Mike just stood still and let the man observe him.
He knew the man was so devious and suspicious that he trusted no one. Having dealt with him for so long, Mike still failed to
obtain his trust and had not even met the mastermind behind him.
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‘No one, not even Rhea or Lily, can win his trust. So | think | must do something to make him believe inbefore he can free
Nick."
“You can take my life if you want, but my son is innocent and shouldn't be involved!” Mike stepped forward and tried to persuade
the man.
Still, the man laughed gratingly. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, making strange, bone-chilling sounds. His laugh would
always send shivers down Mike's spine, not just because of his sinister and terrifying demeanor but also due to the creepy sound of
his laughter.
“Mike, you think too highly of yourself,” He said laughingly, “Do you think | can’t use the drugs on you even if | don’t return your
son to you? Do you think | can’t just put you under the influence if | wanted to?”
Mike was baffled.