Spoiled by Mr. Russell novel Chapter 1779

Anastasia sighed lightly. “Maybe it’s because I’ve grown up.”

“Grown up?” Fabian was momentarily confused.

“Yes. I used to lead a carefree life under Aunt Maria’s, yours, and my father’s care. Now that my father is like this and with so many things happening at home, I must become more mature than I used to be.” She looked sincerely at Fabian.

“Uncle Fabian, I know you and Aunt Maria are sad by Rhea’s sudden passing, but you mustn’t give up. You still have to take care of your business, and there are many things you need to handle.

“Aunt Maria needs you to look after her as well. We must both be strong for our family’s sake!” She let out a long sigh, her eyes filled with resignation.

Anastasia’s words touched Fabian, and he nodded. “You’re right. We can’t give up, and we must be strong! Tasia, you’ve done well. We shouldn’t let others know about what has happened to your father. Rest assured. I’ll help you keep it a secret.”

“Thank you, Uncle Fabian.” Anastasia glanced over her shoulder at her father lying quietly on the bed. “When my father learns about it, he will be grateful for your decision today.”

Hearing that, Fabian felt even more psyched.

After seeing him and his men off, Anastasia felt her legs were limp and was exhausted now that the drive that kept her going had suddenly vanished.

She had never handled a situation like this. Having to lie through her teeth and go around in circles telling half-truths was more exhausting and difficult than controlling her diet. However, she had to force herself to adapt and learn.

Based on Benedict's information, the research institute’s intentions behind their experiments were to create different biological weapons and turn people into expandable puppets.

While Lily waited for the test results, her phone vibrated as she had previously turned on its silent mode. She picked up her phone and saw Mike’s phone number. Although she erased his contact information, she still remembered his number.

She answered the call with a smile.

Mike seemed rushed on the other end of the call. As soon as he got through, he asked, “Lily, when are you coming over?”

“Give me two more days,” she replied blandly, her eyes staring at the workbench container.