"What else are you thinking? What did you think I was talking about?" Hendrix asked.
"Nothing. I was thinking the same thing as you. I've asked Aaron to do it tomorrow. Can we have a serious talk now?" I quickly changed the subject.
"Go ahead," Hendrix said.
I let out a sigh of relief. Then I told him everything I had discussed with Aaron.
"As long as we cooperate, there will be a chance to get our son back. What do you think?"
Hendrix was silent. He thought for a moment before he finally replied, "Let's talk about it after the results come out tomorrow."
"But this is Mesville. If we don't prepare in advance, we will miss the opportunity."
After I saw those children that had been separated from their parents in the room, I was even more convinced that I couldn't let my child be left alone in their hands.
Irvin had changed. Sebastian was so inhumane that I could not count on luck alone.
"Did you forget what you had just promised me?" Hendrix said faintly, but his manner was domineering.
I kept quiet and felt powerless.
After a moment, Hendrix allowed me to continue with my plan and said, "I'll let you go ahead with it, but you have to be prepared. My only condition is that the test results turn out fine or that whatever disease you contract can be cured. Only then can your plan be implemented. Your health is our number one priority."
"All right."
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