Spoiled by Mr. Russell novel Chapter 1949

Rick’s voice was cold, and the temperature in the room seemed to have dropped several degrees.

Rhea shrank her shoulders. Mike, on the sidelines, hurried forward to smooth things over. “Lily, don’t be too hard on yourself. Since everyone thinks this experiment is a success, it must be successful. You’ve done a great job. No one could do this until now.”

Then he turned to Rick and continued, “I believe the higher-ups must be anxiously waiting. Now isn’t the time to argue about this. Anyway, let’s submit the experimental results to them first. What do you think?”

Rick seemed to have loosened up after hearing what Mike said. He turned to look at the tubes on the shelf beside him, then glanced at the computer again. “It’s those, right?”

Before Lily could speak, Rhea quickly responded, “Yes, those are the ones. I’ll pack them right away.”

She feared Lily would say something untimely, so she took the lead. Lily watched from the side and did not move a muscle. She observed Rhea seal the tubes carefully and put them in a proper container.

“Done.” Rhea handed the packed box to Rick.

Rick took it and glanced at Lily again. “Do you have anything else to say?”

She shrugged indifferently. “I have nothing to say, just one thing…”

“What is it?” He narrowed his eyes slightly.

“It was you who insisted this experiment was a success. If something goes wrong later, or the effect is unexpected, you can’t blame it on me. After all, I never said this experiment is successful.” Lily seemed eager to shrink responsibility.

Her attitude made the others suspicious. It seemed like there might be something wrong with the products, and it did not succeed. That was why she was eager to shift the blame and absolve herself of responsibility.

Mike said despite himself, “Rick, you—”

Before he could finish, Rick shot him a stern look, and Mike immediately stopped talking.

The look in Rick’s eyes was too cold and stern, like a glacier. Mike suddenly realized the situation seemed to have gone beyond their expectations. He did not know what Rick would do but vaguely felt it was not good.

“It’s none of your business. You two can rest. If you’re that bored, you can look for Spades King. As for you…” Rick looked at Lily. “You have to follow me.”

“Why should I go with you? I’ve finished what you asked of me and must go home. You promised me that—”

Rick interjected, “Whatever promises you discuss are made with Spades King. It has nothing to do with me or the organization. If you want, you can talk to him or…find him first.”