His secret spoiled wife (Lily and Alexander)

Chapter 1820

“I haven't used the drugs on you because | know their side effects. | know | 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 | might lose my self-awareness and be unable to help you? In other words,

| would beca puppet?”

‘Wait. Isn't it better to manipulateif | 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, | 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.”

“] 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.