Spoiled by Mr Russell

Chapter 1820

Chapter 1820

"I haven't used the drugs on you because I know their side effects. I know I can't fully utilize those

under the drug’s influence. You should be happy I still have use for you and haven't used them on you.

Otherwise..." The little man paused and did not elaborate further.

Mike was still trying to digest his words. "Are you saying I might lose my self-awareness and be unable

to help you? In other words, I would become a puppet?"

'Wait. Isn't it better to manipulate me if I lose my self- awareness?'

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Mike could not comprehend what he was saying, and when he wanted to ask further, the man

interrupted him, "Enough. Do not try to probe. My patience has its limits! I've told you before. The only

way to get your son back is to cooperate!

Once the experiment succeeds and the organization achieves its plan, I will immediately return your

son to you."

The man slowly propped himself up with one hand and looked at Mike, arms akimbo. "Mike, you should

look forward to our plan’s success more than anyone else. After all, your son will live if it does. If it

fails..." He stopped, his face turning solemn as he looked at Mike. "Then your son will be the first victim

of this grand plan.

The word "victim" struck Mike hard, and he could hardly bear it. He gritted his teeth and said, "I

understand."

"I don’t care what you told Lily or what you two are planning, but keep a close eye on her. That is my

final warning-don’t try to do anything sneaky. Otherwise, well, you know what the consequences will

be."

Despite standing on the desk, the man was not much taller than Mike. However, Mike felt like he was

looking at the devil himself. He felt a chill run down his spine and suddenly lost hope.

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Mike left with his head down, looking disheartened. The man's cold stare followed him until the door

closed, and the room regained its silence. He jumped from the desk, kicked off the glass shards, and

went to the floor-to-ceiling window to look downstairs.

Everything below looked tiny, and the people below moved around like ants. He liked standing in high

places. Only when he could look down at people would he feel taller than them instead of the other way

around.

He had been looking up at people all his life, but when his grand plan succeeded, he knew he would no

longer have to do that. He would make everyone look up to him, and people worldwide would

remember his name.

His eyes glinted excitedly, and he could not wait for that day. 'Finally, it's going to happen soon!'

At this juncture, his wristwatch vibrated. He looked down at it with a frown, then pursed his lips.