His Secret Spoiled Wife (Lily and Alexander) novel Chapter 1815

The office was unusually tranquil. One might think no one was around if someone was not standing there. The woman stood there with one hand clenched at her side while holding a fist close to her chest. She remained silent as she knitted her brow.

Neither she nor the person before her said a word. He glared at her through the mask as if he could nail her to the wall with his gaze.

“Sir…” When the woman spoke, she was interrupted by a crash and quickly stopped.

A glass shattered before her, and some shards landed on her feet. She would have gotten cut if she had not been wearing her shoes. The woman stood there without even attempting to dodge while letting the man vent his anger.

“Have I given you too much freedom to make you so bold?! Are you not listening to what I say, Rhea Moore?” He called out her name through clench tenth.

She straightened her back, lowered her head, and looked at the shards on the floor as she said blandly, “No, sir.”

“No?” The man hurled another glass that hit Rhea’s forehead, and blood slowly flowed down her fair cheek. The warm blood carried a pungent, sweet smell as it streaked down, creating an eerie contrast between the red blood and white hazmat suit.

It looked hauntingly enchanting, like a red blossoming flower but gruesome at the same time.

“Don’t you know you’re now a f*cking ‘dead’ person? How dare you show your f*cking face in the lab and Mike and Lily’s presence? Do you wish for them to recognize you? Do you want them to know you’re not f*cking dead?”

The man was outraged when he saw what was happening through the surveillance cameras. Not only that, Rhea did not do as the “boss” said and even showed up before Lily.

‘What if Rhea gave herself away and caused unnecessary trouble by rousing Lily’s suspicions? That would waste all our arrangements! I’m not worried about what Lily would do, but it’s best to avoid any unwanted problems at this critical moment.’

Thinking so, he grew angrier and grabbed another glass. He was about to hurl it when he saw Rhea’s bloody face. She was gazing coldly at him. Thinking twice, he veered his hand off course and smashed the glass aside.

The glass broke, but the crashing sound was much lighter this time.

“We’re close to reaching our goal. Do not create trouble at this juncture, got it? If you ruin our plan, not even I can save your a*s!” The little man climbed on the desk, finally taller than Rhea, looking down at her.

“How are you so sure Lily can do it?” Rhea slowly lifted her eyelids unblinkingly, even as the blood dripped past the corner of her eye. Her gaze was contemptuous and full of resentment.

“How do you know she’s not here to sabotage us?” She snorted and did not think Lily would sincerely help them.

“You don’t need to about that. Just do what you’re supposed to do! No one dares to create trouble under my watch. Whoever they are, I’ll make sure they behave!” The little man said meaningfully, then lowered his gaze to Rhea’s hand at her side. “Give that to me.”