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Chapter 1484

    Chapter 1484


    I turned around to nce at Theo beside me. "Don''t worry, I''ll be back in a while."


    Theo looked at me and nodded firmly.


    I followed the ck-d men to a room door. The two opened the door for me.


    In the spacious living room, I saw Alex sitting in a wheelchair from afar. He was motionlessly gazing


    out at the scenery outside the window with his back facing me,pletely defenseless.


    "It seems like you really enjoy admiring the scenery, Mr. Hodds. Are you worried that we’ll spoil the


    atmosphere if wee in together?"


    I 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.


    I was a little puzzled.


    "I had long predicted your arrival, so I prepared a gift for you in advance.”


    I slowly walked over to the tablet, and on it was a video-ying interface.


    I yed the video. On the screen, Munchkin was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed like


    he had fallen asleep. I saw arge respirator resting on his tiny face, and the screen of the


    instrument next to him was constantly changing.


    I 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.


    "I 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.”


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    I was sick of the smile that was eternally stered 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 fool me into signing the agreement with a video clip?


    Do I seem that childish to you?"


    He treated life like child''s y 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 I 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 persuaded me painstakingly, but the smug look on his face was impossible to


    conceal.


    "That''s right." I admitted that Munchkin did not have much longer to live. "But even so, I won''t hand


    him over to a demon. If he''ll spend the rest of his life in a fire pit, I would rather have his life end


    now."


    Alex''s eyes instantly widened.


    I had provided the answer to the question he asked during the daytime.


    I was too weak this afternoon and unprepared, but I had steeled myself when I went back.


    I 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 I had chosen another path. I 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?"


    "I want you to tell me your identity and all your ns.”


    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 ss of fruit juice. His hand that was holding the ss as


    well as his current demeanor made him seem lofty.
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