NovelBar| turned around to glance at Theo beside me. "Don't worry, I'll be back in a while."
Theo looked atand nodded firmly.
| followed the black-clad men to a room door. The two opened the door for me.
In the spacious living room, | saw Alex sitting in a wheelchair from afar. He was motionlessly gazing out at the
scenery outside the window with his back facing me, completely defenseless.
"It seems like you really enjoy admiring the scenery, Mr. Hodds. Are you worried that we'll spoil the atmosphere if
we cin together?"
| was displeased by his actions earlier. He turned around with a smile. "You don't have to be so angry, Mrs. Grant.
Have a seat."
As he said that, he pointed at the individual seat on the sofa. The seat was positioned directly opposite a coffee
table with a tablet on it.
| was a little puzzled.
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"I had long predicted your arrival, so | prepared a gift for you in advance."
| slowly walked over to the tablet, and on it was a video-playing interface.
| played the video. On the screen, Munchkin was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed like he had fallen
asleep. | saw a large respirator resting on his tiny face, and the screen of the instrument next to him was
constantly changing.
| suppressed the urge inside of me. "What's the meaning of this?"
"It's a little bit of my sincerity." The other party smiled calmly as though we were talking about a business and
not a human life.
"| sent my men to look for Munchkin after you left. This is a portion of the footage we retrieved from the other
party's monitor. As soon as you sign the agreement, I'll ask my men to get Munchkin out unharmed and also
arrange for an instant surgery as soon as he gets out."
| was sick of the smile that was eternally plastered across his face. "It seems like you think that the conditions
you're offering are very superior, Mr. Hodds."
The other party's smile vanished a little.
"Don't you think you're really naive for trying to foolinto signing the agreement with a video clip? Do | seem
that childish to you?"
He treated life like child's play but not me.
This clip might be edited or altered with face swapping technology. After all, someone witnessed Theo and me
carrying Munchkin away. Maybe the one lying here right now was not Munchkin at all. Why should | believe him
for this and put down my signature on the agreement?
Maybe even a kindergartener would not do so.
"I'm not trying to boast, Mrs. Grant, but you know better than anyone that Munchkin doesn't have much time
left."
The other party persuadedpainstakingly, but the smug look on his face was impossible to conceal.
"That's right." | admitted that Munchkin did not have much longer to live. "But even so, | won't hand him over to
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏma demon. If he'll spend the rest of his life in a fire pit, | would rather have his life end now." Alex's eyes instantly
widened.
| had provided the answer to the question he asked during the daytime.
| was too weak this afternoon and unprepared, but | had steeled myself when | went back.
| would never lose my sanity just because Alex and Munchkin's bone marrows matched and put my signature
down on the agreement. This would never happen.
In that case, it was obvious that | had chosen another path. | was simply stating my choice right now.
After a while, Alex sat in the wheelchair and slowly said, "If you're not here to discuss the agreement with me
today, Mrs. Grant, why are you here, then?"
"lI want you to tellyour identity and all your plans."
The other party smiled, pushed his wheelchair with his hands, and started going around the living room.
"I'm afraid that'll be too unfair to me, Mrs. Grant."
He got to a table and poured himself a glass of fruit juice. His hand that was holding the glass as well as his «
current demeanor made him seem lofty.
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