The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy! novel Chapter 774

Chapter 774: My Chest’s Wide Open

"Pray to God that whatever drug is in me right now doesn’t wear off... and that no antidote reaches me. Because once it does, I will come for you—even if I have to drag myself through the depths of the nine hells."

Melissa gulped. Seeing the madness swirling in Lola’s eyes, she instinctively jumped back. Her foot slipped from Lola’s grip, and her heart began to race.

"You psycho bitch..." she muttered, secretly trying to suppress the dread crawling up her spine.

For months, Melissa had undergone intense training and completed multiple missions. She had even killed people to prove she deserved her position. With her willingness and ruthlessness, she climbed the ranks quickly and was eventually given her own small unit.

They trusted her skills so much that they allowed her to lead the attack on the Order.

And she had returned successfully.

She might have failed to bring back those little demon children, but she captured Lola, Kiara, and even Henrik’s son.

Melissa had grown confident—not just because of that achievement, but because of every successful mission she had carried out. And yet, her body trembled uncontrollably over nothing more than the look on Lola’s face and that twisted laughter.

"I can kill you right here and now," she blurted under her breath, more furious at her body’s reaction than at Lola herself.

Perhaps, deep down, she knew exactly why her body reacted this way.

Her eyes had been opened to a world she never imagined existed. She had been exposed to horrors and truths that sharpened her instincts. The more skilled she became, the sharper her survival sense grew.

Which meant her body reacting like this signaled danger.

Her entire nervous system screamed at her to run.

Unlike before, when she wouldn’t have even noticed how dangerous someone was.

Lola was dangerous—her gut screamed it over and over.

"Then kill me," Lola dared, emphasizing every syllable. "Melissa, my chest is wide open for you. Stab me. Shoot me. If you’re going to kill me, this is your perfect chance."

"Lola, what are you talking about?!" Derek shouted, while Amala grunted in frustration. "Don’t provoke her! Do you actually want to die!?"

But his voice fell on deaf ears.

Lola kept her gaze fixed on Melissa. A glint flickered in her eyes. Her eyelids drooped slightly, but not enough to conceal the danger within them.

"You can’t, can you?" she mocked, watching the conflict twist across Melissa’s face. "Because if you kill me, that’s the end for you too. You keep blaming me for everything, but if not for me, you wouldn’t even know where you’d be right now."

She chuckled softly. "These people only approached you because of me. Instead of selling your body, you sold your soul to the devil. Do you think the devil would want even a fragment of you if they didn’t want me?"

Melissa’s breath hitched.

"You keep saying it’s my fault you ended up like this. But that’s not why you still hate me," Lola continued. "What truly fuels your hatred isn’t the fall of the Young family or their sins."

Her smirk deepened. "It’s because until now... you still live in my shadow."

"You—" Melissa’s neck stiffened, her eyes widening as her thoughts stalled.

"What?" Lola tilted her head slightly, still smirking. "Did I hit a nerve?"

For a moment, Melissa didn’t hear the rest of her words. Her mind shut down as she began to see red.

[No, that’s not it,] she told herself.

But deep down, she knew Lola was right.

These people had only bothered with her because she hated Lola enough, enough to do anything for revenge. If not for that, she would still be stuck beside Lawrence Young, slaving away for scraps like everyone else. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

It wasn’t that she had moved on from the past.

She still wanted Lola dead.

BANG!

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