My Substitute Wife is a Bigwig (Loud and Lily) novel Chapter 150

Anthony certainly didn't expect Lily, a mere high school student, to be capable of killing all his subordinates. She even seemed unfazed.

Lily pinched her brows and began airily, "They all call me Reese."

Anthony and Heather froze in an instant. Widening her eyes, Heather gaped at Lily and bellowed, "T-That's impossible! You're just a high school student, but Reese is the king of the underground forces! How come you're him? You're lying!"

Lily sneered. "Well, I'm not!"

Staggering backward, Heather mumbled, "I don't believe you. This isn't true. This isn't true at all."

Lily glanced up at her, a cold glint flickering in her eyes. Her gaze was shuttered as she stared at Heather.

"Do you know why I've tolerated your nonsense for so long?"

Heather stared at her blankly.

"I wanted to let you know that the Reese you obey is nothing but a high school student you detested." Lily nodded and continued, "Very well. I'm quite impressed by your reactions."

She took her hands out of her pocket. "Now, it's time for some action."

As she spoke, she lunged forward and grabbed Anthony's neck. The color drained from his face instantly as she tightened her grip. He struggled to break free, but his attempts were in vain. He couldn't move at all.

A needle had stricken Anthony the moment Lily charged at him. He was nothing more than a pig in a slaughterhouse now.

"Dad!" Heather shrieked, glowering at Lily. Just as she was about to dash toward Anthony to save him, Lily pinned her down with a needle.

"It really wasn't me. I never intended to kill you. I know you're with Mr. Laurier, so I just instructed them to beat you up to avenge Heather. Why would I take your grandma's life?" Anthony rambled on, appreciating his chance to speak again.

Lily's ruthlessness caught him off guard. Without injuring him a single bit, her torture nearly drove him mad. Only those who'd danced on the precipice of oblivion could grasp the depths of his feelings.

Anthony wasn't someone who feared death, but he suddenly felt incredibly grateful for being able to live now. Nothing felt better than being alive.

Lily's gaze darkened. Contemplating for a while, she suddenly swerved toward Heather. "Was it you?"

Heather hadn't planned to admit it at first, but all her rationale gave way to her hatred for Lily.

She hollered, "So what if it's me? I'm a Maynard, and everyone respected and feared me. It's unfair that you get all the attention once you show up, and even Ian was following you around like a lapdog! How I wish I could tear you to pieces! You broke my limbs, so you'll have to pay the price with your grandma's life!"