My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 1834

My mind was filled with complicated thoughts, so I regained my composure and asked Hendrix, "Where are the volunteers?"

If I did not witness with my own eyes the people who tried the drug, I would not believe that he was not involved.

Hendrix was calm. He looked at the mechanically gated door on the right and said in a stern voice, "Open it."

I glanced at Hendrix for a moment and then walked through the open door. I passed by two rooms and finally met the volunteers who took the medical risks for me.

The room, which was about 100 square meters, was divided into four spaces. The volunteers were surrounded by transparent glass rings. Inside, beds and desks had been arranged for them. Clad in hospital gowns, the women lived their life in the room akin to products displayed through a cabinet window. They were monitored every second to check for any adverse reactions to the drug.

"After the experiment, they can go back home safely. They will also receive a million dollars worth of gold. The Roberts will take care of them for the rest of their lives," Hendrix explained, his voice cold and aloof.

Although I knew that Hendrix was doing all these for me, I still could not accept the cruelty of using humans as specimens. I rushed out of the lab soon after.

Hendrix excused himself and followed me, "Just pretend you didn't see anything. I've already arranged everything for you. Even if there's retribution, it won't affect you," he assured.

To exchange one's life for the other; it was a simple experiment that was also incredibly inhumane. It didn't matter how wealthy one was, no one should ever wield control over who was to live and who was to die.

However, when I looked up at Hendrix's apathetic face, I could not say anything to blame him.

We often made insensible choices when faced with chaos. I had done something similar for Anne in the past. Therefore, I could understand why Hendrix did what he did. He was doing it all for me.