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

and glanced at him, saying, “How do you know I

you expect to find my son? If Alexander couldn’t do

doesn’t mean

Mike instantly became alert, sitting up and staring at

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

asking me to kill you?” This time, it

Rhea earnestly. “I don’t care if you kill or tear

not experimenting,” Rhea scoffed, casually retracting her needle. She continued, “Let me tell you something. The situation with your son was the boss’s idea. He kidnapped your son to threaten you into investing. The organization doesn’t lack money, but limited funds

Rhea’s words, whether true or false. After all, he could only discern the truth after listening. However, he would remain in the

said, “Also, your son doesn’t hold much value