The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy! novel Chapter 778

Chapter 778: The New World Order Will Rise

"What are you doing?"

Lola froze, instinctively shifting her gaze toward the source of the voice. There, standing by the door, was the same man who had thrown her into this place—the same person who had taken the video to send to Atlas.

The little girl perked up and turned around to face him.

"Nothing!" she smiled sweetly. "I was just checking what she looks like."

The man studied the girl briefly before his gaze shifted toward Lola.

Lola gulped and tried to conceal the syringe, though she was certain he had seen her take it.

But to her surprise, while his eyes seemed to flick toward where she was hiding it, he lifted his gaze and looked away instead. His attention returned to the little girl.

"Don’t wander into places you shouldn’t," he told the little girl. "The cardinal won’t be happy if he hears you were here."

"Hehe. You’re not going to tell him, are you?"

The man placed a hand on the girl’s back and led her away. Their voices faded as they walked off.

Meanwhile, Lola kept her eyes on them, listening carefully. Once she was sure they were far enough, she lowered her gaze to the syringe in her hand.

"That’s weird," she whispered. "Did he just pretend he didn’t see?"

"Lola, what’s that?" Derek asked, moving closer to the metal bars.

"I don’t know." She studied the syringe filled with clear fluid. "Unless I inject it, I won’t know, right?"

Before she could move, Derek shouted, "Don’t do it!"

"Huh?"

"Lola, this could be a trap! What if that syringe is poison? Or the same drug that put you in that state?" His panic grew by the second. "Let’s not rush into this. He saw it, right?"

Lola arched a brow. "You noticed?"

"Of course I noticed!" he snapped. "Anyone would, especially in this situation!"

And he was right. In circumstances like this, you had to be hyper-aware. Derek had seen the man notice Lola hiding the syringe, then deliberately ignore it.

"Don’t trust them!" he insisted. "They’re probably playing with you! They’re the ones who put you here. Whatever’s inside that syringe is meant to keep you here! Maybe the drug’s about to wear off, and they needed to administer it again, but decided to turn it into some twisted game!"

Lola studied his expression. Everything he said made sense. The little girl was suspicious. The silver-eyed man was suspicious. If they were just sick in the head, this could easily be another paralytic — a bait to see if she would take it.

But...

She pressed her lips into a thin line, staring at the syringe intensely.

"Even if it’s another paralytic, I’m already paralyzed," she muttered. "From the beginning until now, I haven’t felt it wearing off."

"Lola!"

"So even if I end up completely paralyzed, there’s nothing I can do with only one moving hand."

The moment those words left her lips, Lola bit off the cap and plunged the needle into the side of her thigh.

Derek’s breath hitched, eyes widening as he watched her thumb press down on the plunger.

"Lola..." he whispered, watching her pull the needle out and toss it aside. "Lola, are you... okay?"

She pressed the spot where she had injected herself and massaged it. She looked down at her legs and tried to wiggle her toes, even knowing it wouldn’t work instantly.

Nothing.

She felt nothing.

Her lips curved downward. "It’s probably just saline or something," she grumbled, bitterness swelling in her chest. Then she glanced at Derek. "But at least it’s not poison—"

THUD!

Meanwhile...

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