Spoiled by Mr. Russell

Rhea watched Mike’s expression and maintained her posture without moving. After a while, she slowly withdrew her hand as if she had already believed him.

However, Mike remained motionless, leaning against the wall desolately. “Just kill me. Kill me, and I’ll be relieved!”

“What are you talking about?” Rhea said coldly. “You don’t want to save your son anymore? Do you honestly think he’s already dead?”

“Whether he’s dead or not, what difference does it make? Can you help me save him? Alexander couldn’t do it, so how can you?” Mike turned to look at her and noticed the long needle she was holding.

The needle was no ordinary sewing needle or a regular hospital needle. It was longer than usual.

‘If that’s what Rhea pressed against me earlier, it’s safe to assume it can pierce my clothes and penetrate my internal organs.’

that thought, Mike broke out in a

him, saying, “How do

the organization is, so how can you expect to find my son? If Alexander couldn’t do it, how could you?”

not knowing the organization’s location doesn’t mean I don’t know how to save your son. It was the boss’s idea

Mike instantly became alert, sitting up and staring

executor, and the organization decided everything based on their intentions. However, Rhea claimed it was solely the “boss’s”

the one who wanted to die? Weren’t you just asking me to kill you?” This time, it was Rhea who taunted

you kill or tear me apart as long as you can help me

needle. She continued, “Let me tell you something. The situation with your son

After all, he could only

son doesn’t hold much