Spoiled by Mr. Russell novel Chapter 1819

Mike looked away, lowered his gaze, and said blandly, “No, sir.”

The little man did not care if Mike was lying or pretending. Then he revealed a pleased smile as if he had seen through everything. “I don’t f*cking care, Mike. Do you think someone like me would fear death? Still, I know you won’t kill me because I have your son. You won’t dare to kill me if he hasn’t returned to your side.”

Mike clenched his fists at his sides and tried to restrain himself, but his emotions surged when the man mentioned his son.

He had a video call with his son a week ago and had told his men to intensify their search for nick. However, there had been no leads. Sometimes he even thought about the worst-case scenario and wondered if the organization had already killed Nick.

Mike even suspected that what he saw during the video calls were AI imaging or pre-recordings created to manipulate him into cooperating with them.

But during each video call, he thoughtfully made his son perform specific gestures or bring up private matters and trivial details from the past. The child had never made a mistake and could always respond accordingly. It gave him hope that his son was still alive.

After all, Mike knew he owed his son too much. Mike’s life would lose meaning if he could not protect and save Nick.

“I can give my life to you. Can you let him go?” Mike slowly raised his head, looked at the man, and made a decision. “Let’s make a deal.”

“A deal?” The man raised his brows and looked at Mike, intrigued.

He nodded. “You can use any of the drugs in the lab to control me, just like what you did to Austin and others. I will accept this as long as my son can return to me.

“You can take my life if you want, but my son is innocent and shouldn’t be involved!” Mike stepped forward and tried to persuade the man.

Still, the man laughed gratingly. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, making strange, bone-chilling sounds. His laugh would always send shivers down Mike's spine, not just because of his sinister and terrifying demeanor but also due to the creepy sound of his laughter.

“Mike, you think too highly of yourself,” He said laughingly, “Do you think I can’t use the drugs on you even if I don’t return your son to you? Do you think I can’t just put you under the influence if I wanted to?”

Mike was baffled.