Even though I remained silent, Armond didn’t get mad. He patiently continued, “Don’t worry. I used to be obsessed with getting you, but I’ve changed my mind.”
Upon hearing his words, instead of joy, fear engulfed my heart.
“That’s great,” I replied, pretending to be calm. “I wish you happiness!”
“Of course.” Armond arched a brow before changing the subject suddenly. “But if you want me to be happy, you’ll have to help me.”
Indeed, he was a scheming man.
However, I wasn’t about to suffer in silence.
“Sure. We can talk as long as you return my son to me.”
Armond merely chuckled when he heard what I said. “Do you seriously think I’m discussing with you?”
His smile disappeared without a trace.
Bang! The metal door was pushed open without warning. A bunch of men in white coats and masks strode in. They seized me and tied me onto the stone bed.
When I realized what was going on, my body was bound to the bed with tape. I could only move my ankles and wrists.
Armond towered above me, blocking the light. “Don’t worry. It will be over soon.”
As soon as he said that, a syringe was stabbed into my thigh. The increasing pain caused me to sweat as I dug my nails into my palms.
Armond’s satisfied smirk was the last thing I remembered before I lost consciousness.
When I opened my eyes again, the first thing I saw was the while ceiling. There was a strong disinfectant smell wafting through the air.
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