Spoiled by Mr Russell

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The queen looked toward Lily. Fred then instructed a guard to remove the latter's blindfold.

Lily heard their conversation but chose to remain quiet. When her blindfolds came off, she squinted

against the piercing light.

"All right, we're all set. The experiment can begin now," Fred said happily, clapping his hands.

He then looked toward Lily. "Oh, considering the sacrifice you'll be making for the queen, I'll consider

granting you a request if you have any." He smiled kindly.

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"Let me go maybe?" Lily said as she looked up at him.

"You know very well that’s impossible." Shaking his head, Fred looked regretful. "How about something

I can do instead? Like looking after your children, for example?"

This served as both a tease and a threat, warning her not to struggle on account of her kids.

Lily was perfectly capable of disrupting the experiment if she refused to cooperate, but she had to think

about her family. As Fred said, although the Russells were powerful, they were no match for the

Yudonian government.

Even if the Hyderland government could protect them, it would only be a temporary measure. Unless

Lily could eliminate the organization, Fred could always take revenge on her family.

"Thanks, but no thanks," Lily said smilingly, "Instead of worrying about my children, you should worry

about whether you'll be able to live a long life."

Fred knew she was trying to threaten him, but it all sounded like a joke to him.

He said, "Well, I'm going to live longer than you, but you won't be able to see it, will you? Oh, hang on,

Her Majesty will be able to witness it. I will be by her side for a long time."

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He looked toward the queen and said, "See? I am your loyal servant through and through, Your

Majesty.”

The queen smiled. “Indeed, you are, Fred. And since we’re at it, can you be honest with me about the

success rate of this experiment?"

She sounded so calm that her question did not come off sounding like a demand.

Before Fred answered, she quickly added, "Don't bullshit me about how confident you are. We both

know that the success rate might not even be 50 percent. Now that we've come this far, just give me

the answer, okay?"

Fred hesitated and looked toward Rhea. "Tell her.