Revenge After Death

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!

man I love is

"My dear Steven..."

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

the doctor replied

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

seething glare

fucking love myself,

moment, I really wanted to berate someone. I was overwhelmed with anger, pain,

sense. There were too many external factors that affected its

blood pressure, and breathing. However, a test

outside of the lab annoys me the most..." He cranked his neck and smiled

subjects that have been left outside like you the most, you know. All of them end up with

don't listen, they aren't

again. A current that was

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

The warning light in the room lit up, and

against inhumane ways of collecting experimental data. This

the doctor

me. "Seems to me like someone in the audience cares for you deeply... It takes a lot of

of money they're throwing at you is truly an eye-opener... No wonder