His secret spoiled wife (Lily and Alexander)

Chapter 1818

Mike squinted at the bottle the man was studying, then let out a slight cough. “Sir...”

“Yes?” The man noticed Mike's hesitation and finally looked at him, puzzled.

“Ahem...” After clearing his throat, Mike said, “Lily said it's a failed creation.”

“l know.” The translucent liquid sloshed inside the bottle as the man twirled it between his fingers. It seemed as mercurial as the

little man who had unpredictable mood swings.

“Then...” Mike stopped and did not finish his sentence.

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt

The man chuckled aloud, raucous laughter sounding like iron scraping against the wall. “Are you asking why | insist on having this

failed creation?”

Mike quirked his eyebrows in response.

“It's because | don't believe in Lily at all.” His gaze suddenly turned sharp as if it could see through everything. Even Mike felt a

chill down his spine despite many trials and tribulations.

‘This man is cunning like an unfathomable old fox. After dealing with him for so long, I've discovered he is unyielding and doesn’t

care about anyone. Nothing matters to him. He will sacrifice and destroy anyone and anything to get what he wants.

‘Men like him are scary because there's nothing | can use to counter him. He simply doesn’t care about others.’

“If you don’t believe her, why do you insist on using her? Aren't you afraid she...” Mike paused, licked his dry lips, and solemnly

said, “Aren’t you afraid she’ll sabotage us and disrupt our plan?”

“Afraid?!” The man raised his voice and laughed mockingly. “I'm afraid of nothing in this world! | don’t trust people as easily as

Hyderlanders and have my reasons for using her. Our experiment will either succeed or fail at this juncture. If it succeeds, the

world will fall into my hands, but if it fails...”

After a pause, he spread his arms and looked up. “Then the world will perish with me!”

The man shouted throatily and amplified his vocal chord. His voice hurt Mike's eardrums.

Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm

The man let out a shrill laugh, then slowly looked at Mike. “Tell me. What should | be afraid of?”

Mike was nonplussed.

‘He's a lunatic!” a thought flashed through Mike's mind. He had concluded that countless times but felt more assertive about it

now.

For a brief moment, he wanted to strangle the man in the office recklessly and stop the vile experiment. However, the idea only

occurred momentarily, and he soon calmed down.

He loosened his clenched fists at his sides as he thought about his son’s face and childish yet firm voice. ‘No, | can’t do that!’

“Mike, | don’t trust anyone, including Rhea, Lily...” The man cocked his head, sized Mike up, then moved his lips, saying, “Or you!

“Do you think I don’t know what's happening inside your head? Although you work forand have done quite a lot, | know you

resent me, am | right? You think about killingevery second, correct?” He laughed as if he was telling a joke.