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.’
With that thought, Mike broke out in a cold sweat.
Rhea remained nonchalant and glanced at him, saying, “How do you know I can’t?”
"Heh, stop bragging. You don't even know where the organization is, so how can you expect to find my son? If Alexander couldn't do it, how could you?" Mike mocked her.
Facing his mockery, Rhea remained unbothered and calmly said, "Ever heard of ‘practice makes perfect?’ Besides, not knowing the organization's location doesn't mean I don't know how to save your son. It was the boss's idea to do what he did to your son."
"What are you saying?" Mike instantly became alert, sitting up and staring at her.
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