Chapter 483

"They're waiting for your answer." The doctor looked at me with a smile. "Do you know how much it costs to ask a question, sweetie? Your reply is worth so much."

He continued, "The ones that are able to watch you from behind the glass must have assets that reach organizational audits. Those who can ask questions must be more than extravagant in their spending. This is like bidding at an auction, and a question... is worth a million."

The pain in my body slowly subsided. I shot him a glance and scoffed. "Who do I love? After interacting with people for extended periods of time, I actually prefer dogs..."

I was cut off by the pain that was once again sent coursing through my body. This time, it didn't come from the lie detector but from the doctor in front of me.

He wasn't pleased with my response.

"Don't try to be clever. The answers that the conglomerates want from you are worth millions..." He yanked on my hair and forced me to face the camera in front.

My hands were tied to the chair. I couldn't break free.

"Who do you love, Steven Lincoln or Michael Ford?" The doctor pointed at the screen. He was extremely unhappy that I was a disobedient experiment subject.

"Steven Lincoln..." I clenched my fists. I could taste the blood in my mouth.

Since Michael wanted an answer, I'd give him an answer.

"Steven Lincoln...

"Steven Lincoln!

I love

"My dear Steven..."

seemed to think I was lying. The muscles in my body were beginning to cramp

doctor replied with a

answer must be the other option-Michael Ford." He was trying to provoke

with a seething glare and spat out a

love

moment, I really wanted to berate someone. I

were too many external

in heart rate, blood pressure, and breathing. However,

an experiment subject that's been outside of the lab annoys me the most..." He cranked his

you the most, you know. All

picked up from the outside world. They don't listen, they aren't wise about their decisions... they're not obedient at

that was stronger than the one before seared through my

corners of my mouth. I gritted my teeth so hard it felt like my entire

the room lit up, and a robotic voice rang

members are against inhumane ways of collecting experimental data. This is a

the

laughed and knelt in front of me. "Seems to me like someone in the audience cares for you deeply... It takes a

they're throwing at you is truly an eye-opener... No wonder the people at the lab call

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