Spoiled by Mr. Russell novel Chapter 1990

Lily had previously attempted to break the windows, causing a lot of commotion, but she barely left a scratch. She could not even make a crack, and the people outside did not even bother checking on her.

It indicated they were confident she could not escape through the windows. After struggling for a while, she only managed to exhaust herself and work up a sweat, with no other effect.

Fortunately, a clock was in the room to allow her to keep track of time. Initially, Lily was not in a hurry, thinking someone would come to her. However, three days had passed, and there was no sign of activity.

Every day was the same, besides hers and her little ones’ increasing restlessness. Lily paced around the room continuously as she could not leave. Her body felt heavy, and her movements became sluggish. If she were to try anything, she would not have much chance of escaping.

"I want to see your boss!" Lily opened the door and stood at the entrance, addressing the two guards. As she expected, they remained as unresponsive as before. They did not even glance at her.

It was evident they had received orders. They ignored everything Lily said unless instructed otherwise.

"Let me repeat myself. I want to see your boss!" She placed a hand on her abdomen, her brows furrowed. "I might...go into premature labor!"

After speaking, she palmed the doorframe and slowly crouched down. She could not squat down fully due to her swollen belly. Finally, the two guards reacted. They turned to look at Lily, observing her pale complexion and the large beads of sweat on her forehead.

After about ten minutes, she heard hurried footsteps, sounding somewhat chaotic. There were at least three or four people. Lily covered her belly with one hand and lightly grasped the side of the sofa with the other. Then she glanced toward the door from the corner of her eye.

Shortly after, the guard who had left earlier returned accompanied by a few other people.

Lily's spirits lifted, but her face showed even more pain. She furrowed her brows and fixed her gaze on the approaching individuals, trying to see who they were.

‘Who are they? Are they the masterminds behind this? Will they turn out to be as I had imagined?’