Alex turned around again—and instantly froze.
Two familiar figures now stood before him.
It was Lily and Alyssa.
Alyssa had a big, satisfied grin stretched across her face, clearly enjoying every ounce of trouble reflected in Alex’s expression.
Just as Alex opened his mouth to say something—
WHAM!
A flying kick landed straight into his stomach, knocking the wind out of him.
He collapsed to the ground, gasping, arms wrapped tightly around his stomach.
"Urghh... What the hell was that fo—"
THUD!
A second hit landed directly on top of the first.
Lily had jumped and crashed down right onto his stomach again.
Then, she casually sat on him—like a throne on her rightful place.
Her voice came, deceptively calm, but laced with a bone-chilling edge.
"So, Mister Dragonheart... You’ve been missing for two whole days," she said coldly.
"No calls. No messages. Just poof, disappeared into a place where no one comes back alive."
She leaned closer, eyes narrowing.
"You must be feeling pretty proud of yourself, aren’t you?"
Alex, still pinned under her weight, wheezed out a response.
"Oh, come on... I did come back safe and sound, didn’t I?"
Then he smirked and added smugly, "For the record—yes, I am proud of myself. After all, this big brother of yours did something no one else could."
A vein visibly popped on Lily’s forehead.
She clenched her fist slowly—menacingly.
"Uh-oh," Alex muttered.
THWACK!
Her punch landed squarely on his forehead.
"OW! How dare you attack your belo—"
THWACK!
Another punch cut him off mid-sentence.
"Wait, let me expla—"
THWACK!
"Please have mercy—"
THWACK!
The beatdown continued until the tenth punch.
Now covered in bumps, Alex looked thoroughly defeated. He whimpered pathetically.
"I’m sorry! I’ve done everything wrong in my life! I promise I’ll tell you before doing anything dangerous again!"
Then, he pulled his trump card—his puppy dog eyes.
Lily’s mouth twitched.
’He’s using my technique to fool me... This bastard...’
WHAM!
She slammed her fist one last time—for good measure.
Finally satisfied, she stood up, brushing imaginary dust off her hands.
Meanwhile, Alyssa—who had been silently observing—burst into laughter, nearly doubling over.
She clutched her stomach as tears gathered in her eyes.
"It never gets old," she laughed. "He’s so vulnerable in front of her... and he even lets her land her attacks to injure himself."
Lily turned and began walking away.
"Oh, and by the way," she said over her shoulder, "you’re not allowed inside the house today."
Alex, still lying on the ground and rubbing the lumps on his head, felt his soul leave his body.
His eyes nearly popped out.
"What?! Miss Lily, I’m very tired and very hungry right now! Please allow me entry!"
Lily turned back, giving him a devilish grin.
"Nope. You’re not allowed."
A vein throbbed on Alex’s forehead.
’Looks like I have to remind her who the boss is,’ he thought darkly.
As Lily walked toward the house, Alex raised his voice.
"Oh, by the way! That 100 million of mine you spent—"
She paused.
"When are you going to pay me back? I’ve added interest, and it’s become one hundre—"
"Never," she cut him off, not even turning around.
She kept walking.
Alex stood there, dumbfounded.
"What...?"
"You’re not getting anything back from me,"
Lily said, matter-of-factly.
Alex had enough.
"Alright. That’s it!"
He started walking toward her.
Lily saw him coming from the corner of her eye.
’Stay calm. Stay calm,’ she chanted internally.
’If I lose here, I’ll lose my dominance! But he also made a mistake this time... So I can’t back down now! This is the perfect opportunity!’
And so the standoff began...
Alex now closed the gap between Lily, whose eyes widened as sweat started forming on her face.
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