“So… she’s finally making her move.”
He had expected Trisha to show up eventually. In the original novel, this was the moment she arrived to support her daughter and fully side with Ethan Carter against him.
He exhaled softly and adjusted his cufflinks.
“Don’t worry, Bran,” he said, his tone reassuring. “I won’t make things difficult for you. Let’s go see my dear sister first. I want to have a little chat with her.”
Bran hesitated for a moment before nodding.
“Fine. Just don’t make my life any harder, alright?”
“Huh?” Bran’s eyebrows twitched as he observed Alex’s calm expression as he asked for Lily’s cell visitation.
He had expected Alex to show some hesitation or concern after hearing Trisha Wells name.
After all, the Wells family wasn’t just any wealthy family, even if they didn’t were one of the top families, but they have enough power and influence that could make even the most influential figures in the city think twice before going against them.
But Alex? He remained completely unfazed, his face as indifferent as ever.
Bran couldn’t figure him out.
‘Does he really not fear the Wells family?’
For a moment, Bran considered pressing the issue, but he quickly dismissed the thought. These power struggles between the elite had nothing to do with him. The less he got involved, the better.
“Alright, Sir,” Bran said with a sigh. “Come with me.” With that, he turned and led Alex toward the detention area.
Inside the holding cell, Lily sat on the cold bench, her arms tightly wrapped around herself as she shivered.
The four gray walls surrounding her felt suffocating. There were no windows, no sunlight—just the dim glow of a flickering overhead light. Time seemed to lose meaning in this place.
Lily was used to luxury, soft silk sheets, fine dining, and a life where she never had to lift a finger for anything. But here?
Here, she felt like a caged animal.
Her hair was a mess, her clothes slightly wrinkled from all her earlier thrashing. Her usually flawless appearance was now disheveled, and her face, which had always been carefully maintained, showed traces of exhaustion and frustration.
She had only been locked up for less than an hour, yet she already felt like she was going insane.
Suddenly, footsteps echoed down the hallway.
When Lily looked up and saw Alex approaching, her eyes widened with fury. She rushed to the cell door, gripping the cold metal bars tightly.
“You bastard, Alex!” she shrieked, her voice filled with pure hatred. “Are you even human?! How could you throw me in a place like this?!”
Her fingers turned white as she clenched the bars.
“Let me out right now!” she screamed. “Do you hear me?! Let me out this instant!”
Lily’s furious screams echoed through the confined space, but Alex remained unfazed. Instead of responding with equal anger, he simply smiled—a calm, almost amused expression on his face.
“My dear sister…” he drawled, his voice laced with mockery. “Are you already breaking down from just this little bit of suffering? It hasn’t even an hour since you locked up in this place”
He took a slow step forward, his posture relaxed as if he were merely chatting about the weather. His eyes, however, gleamed with cold amusement.
“This is only the beginning,” he continued, his voice steady but cruel. “Once the formalities are done, you’ll be officially detained.”
Alex deliberately paused, letting his words sink in her mind before he added with a smirk, “By then, you’ll be thrown into a cell with real criminals. The environment will be much worse than this.”
He tilted his head slightly, as if picturing the scenario.
“Imagine this—more than a dozen people crammed into one small room,” he mused, his tone light but filled with malice. “The stench of urine, sweat, and unwashed feet all blending together. A true high-class experience for someone like you, isn’t it?”
His smile widened as he continued, “I really hope… you, our spoiled little princess, can endure it.”
Just as he was about to turn away, he suddenly snapped his fingers as if he had just remembered something important.
“Oh, right!” He feigned excitement. “You don’t have to worry too much. I’ll make sure to have a little chat with some of my ‘friends’ inside.” His grin turned sinister. “They’ll be sure to give you a very special ‘welcome’.”
Lily’s face turned red with rage. Her body trembled, not just from anger but from the sheer humiliation of her situation.
“Alex, you…!” she spat, struggling to form coherent words. Her breathing was ragged, and her fists clenched so tightly that her nails dug into her palms.
“You just wait! I swear, if you do this to me…” Her voice grew shrill as she fought to maintain control. “My mother will never let you off!”
She screamed the last part as if the mere mention of her mother’s power would change her fate.
But Alex? He only let out a chuckle—casual, indifferent, as if her words were nothing more than the ramblings of a fool.
Digging a finger into his ear, he lazily flicked away imaginary dust before glancing at her with a look of pure disdain.
“You’re really still trying to threaten me?” he scoffed. His eyes gleamed with mockery. “Do you actually think just because your mother is from the Wells family, I’d be afraid?”
He let out a low laugh, shaking his head as if he had just heard the most ridiculous joke.
“A mere branch member of the Wells family…” He sneered, taking a step closer, his presence suffocating. “That too a family who is not that big of a figure. Even if she were a direct daughter of that family head, I wouldn’t give a damn.”
His words were sharp, each one carrying an air of absolute confidence. Before Lily could scream back in response, a loud voice suddenly erupted from the entrance of the cell.
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