The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy!-Chapter 777: Let Me Strike A Pose

[Lola]

"What now?" Lola squinted her eyes open as the silver-eyed man returned minutes after getting beaten by Melissa. "I’m still here. No need to keep coming back to check."

The man remained silent, staring at her before raising a phone toward her. The sudden flash made her lift a hand to shield her eyes until he switched it off.

"What’s that for?" she asked, catching him still looking at her.

Just when she thought he wouldn’t answer and would simply walk away, he spoke.

"Your husband wants to see you," he said bluntly. "To make sure you’re alive for the trade."

"Trade?"

But this time, the man had already turned his back on her.

"Hey!" she shouted, yet he walked away without pausing. Then her next words finally made him halt.

"Do it again!"

The man furrowed his brows and looked back.

"If you’re going to send my husband a video or picture of me, at least let me strike a pose!" she complained.

"Seriously?" Derek gasped from the corner he was squeezed into. "Do you think this is a photoshoot or something?"

"You’re not sending an ugly angle of me to my husband," she insisted, brushing her hair to the side. She quickly wiped her face before motioning to the man. "Use the front camera so I can see myself. I want to make sure I look pretty."

Both Derek and the silver-eyed man stared at her in utter silence. Meanwhile, Lola smiled almost innocently, fluttering her eyelashes.

But the silver-eyed man merely shook his head and turned on his heel to leave.

"Wait!" she called out, but he didn’t stop. Grinding her teeth, she spat, "I hope you drop dead!"

But he was already gone.

"That silver-eyed trash..." she muttered, grinding her teeth as full awareness returned to her.

Minutes ago, she had closed her eyes and nearly fallen asleep while thinking about how to escape. At one point, she could only hope the drug in her system would eventually wear off. Maybe after an hour, sensation would return to her paralyzed limbs.

But now she was fully awake—thanks to the unflattering video he had taken.

She didn’t care if he sent it to someone else. But to Atlas?

Looking pretty even in this situation was her goal, but more than that, she thought it might ease his mind if he saw she was fine.

"Lola, are you really that crazy about him?" Derek yelled. "How could you demand to strike a pose in that condition?"

Lola glanced at him disinterestedly and clicked her tongue. "A single man wouldn’t understand."

Her remark nearly choked him.

After his failed engagement and drowning in regret over hurting Lola, Derek couldn’t bring himself to meet another woman. Even when his cousin Justin arranged meetings for him, he felt nothing.

He wasn’t ashamed of that, but hearing it from her made it sound like something he should be.

"You—" he winced. "You’re a heartless woman!"

She rolled her eyes, then noticed movement by the door.

Lola’s brows knitted as she spotted a girl peeking inside. The child looked around ten years old, her head tilted slightly, eyes fixed on her.

"Lola, do you even have any idea why—" Derek stopped when he noticed where she was looking. He whipped his head toward the door, frowning at the sight of the girl.

"This girl..." he trailed off, studying her.

The room was dim, but the door had been left wide open since Melissa left. The silver-eyed man hadn’t bothered closing it—whether out of laziness or indifference. Still, it allowed some light to spill inside.

"What are you doing here?" Lola frowned at the girl. "Looking for a fight?"

Derek winced, shooting Lola a look. How could she ask a little girl something like that? Even paralyzed, Lola’s working hand could easily hurt a child.

Just how low had she fallen?

Or had she always been this way?

He scrunched his nose in dismay, only to hear the girl giggle.

"You’re mean," the girl said as she stepped fully into view, revealing her small frame. She clasped her hands behind her back, dressed in a plain white dress, an innocent smile on her face.

Lola didn’t soften.

She had never liked children much. Or rather, she had always kept her distance. That was why, when the twins clung to her like koalas, she had tried to shake them off. It was her defense mechanism not to get too close.

Even now, knowing the twins were hers, she wouldn’t pretend this girl wasn’t suspicious. Her instincts screamed at her not to lower her guard, and she wouldn’t.

Not even if the person in front of her was a child.

Moreover, this was not a place any child should be. So the girl being here was suspicious as hell. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

The girl giggled as she walked closer. When she squatted beside Lola, her eyes scanned her body.

"I heard Melissa beat you," she hummed, snapping her gaze back to Lola’s face. "She got scolded because of that."

Lola laughed. "Serves her right."

"I know," the girl grinned. "I don’t really like her."

"Hah. Looks like we have something in common." Lola nodded. "So? Why are you here? Just to gossip? Aren’t you a little too young for that?"

The girl pressed her lips into a thin line and shrugged. "I just wanted to see the face of our savior."

"Huh?"

"Hehe." The girl leaned closer to inspect Lola’s face, her smile stretching wider. "You don’t look like what I imagined. You look a little villainous."

Lola deadpanned. "Hey."

"Anyway, I hope you get out of here!" The girl suddenly jumped to her feet. At the same time, something rolled against Lola’s shoulder.

Lola turned her head and frowned at the small syringe lying beside her. She stared at it, then looked back at the girl, whose smile was so wide her eyes were nearly shut.

"You..." Lola trailed off, about to reach for the syringe, when the silver-eyed man’s voice cut through the air.

"What are you doing?"