Substitute Wife, Genius CEO novel Chapter 200

"Summer!" Lily snarled through gritted teeth, her eyes bloodshot with rage.

"Why are you screaming?" Summer asked casually. "Need I remind you that I have high-definition footage of you and Xavier having sex in his car?"

As she spoke, she rapidly signed her name on the dotted line without even glancing at the medical details.

It didn't matter. The doctors could do whatever they wanted.

If they managed to save him, fine. If they didn't, also fine.

Honestly, dying on the table would be the optimal outcome—she would become a very wealthy widow.

After returning the paperwork to the nurse, Summer turned back to Lily. "So, Lily, don't test my patience. Otherwise, I'll leak that video to the press and turn you into the global Scandal Queen."

"You wouldn't dare!" Lily hissed. "Xavier will destroy you!"

Summer chuckled coldly. "Then you better pray his surgery is a massive success."

Holding the ultimate blackmail material over Lily's head, and with Xavier's life hanging in the balance, Lily didn't dare provoke Summer any further. The two sides maintained a tense, silent standoff outside the operating room.

A short while later, Miles received a phone call.

After hanging up, he whispered urgently into Lily's ear, "The Sterlings are on their way. We need to leave, now."

Lily frowned deeply. "But Xavier is still in surgery."

She desperately wanted to be the first person Xavier saw when he opened his eyes, ensuring he didn't wake up to Summer's face instead.

He had crashed from such a terrifying height. What if he suffered brain damage? What if he developed amnesia and Summer manipulated him?

Where would that leave her?

Lily absolutely refused to leave.

"If you stay, the Sterlings will direct all their fury at you," Miles reasoned. "If you're gone, they'll tear Summer apart instead."

Zelda's bodyguards surged forward. Realizing what was about to happen, Wyatt shoved Summer toward the exit. "Get out of here! Run!"

Wyatt was a Hudson; the Sterlings wouldn't dare seriously injure him. But Summer was entirely unprotected.

Zelda glared at Summer with pure, unadulterated hatred, looking as though she wanted to rip the flesh from Summer's bones and drink her blood.

"Run? Do you really think you can escape me?"

"Hold this little bitch down."

Summer knew she couldn't outrun a squad of professional bodyguards, so she stood her ground. "Zelda, you can't touch me. I'm pregnant."

Zelda's hand froze mid-air before she let out a dark, twisted laugh. "So what if you're pregnant? A child carrying your filthy genes is garbage to us. The Sterling family doesn't want your bastard!"

With that, Zelda swung her hand down with violent force.

"Is that right? Well, considering your son's reproductive organs were just pulverized in that crash, he will never have another child again. He is permanently sterile!"