Spoiled by Mr. Russell, Chapter 2044

"Rhea, I can make your life a living hell! I know you faked your death once, but you might not be so lucky this time!"

"Mr. Russell, do you think I'm afraid of death? If I die, I'll bring many people to the grave. It'll all be worth it!" Rhea grinned, looking self-satisfied. Alexander was infuriated but helpless. At that moment, he finally understood Mike's assessment: this woman was not merely crazy; she was the epitome of madness, fearless in the face of any threat or torture. He realized he could do nothing to her at present.

"Why don't you consider cooperating with me? The world is constantly changing. Who could have imagined airplanes, cannons, or rockets? Now robots can even replace humans. Is anything impossible?" Rhea dismissed his disbelief. "Perhaps you think I'm making baseless claims, but I see further than you do. Humans must evolve. It's a battle of strength. I'm helping the world eliminate the weak. Society has always been about survival of the fittest. By eliminating those who can't adapt, only the best will remain. Isn't that better?"

"Your twisted logic is truly enlightening," Alexander sneered, considering how to elicit the truth.

"It's not twisted logic—it's the truth! Most don't acknowledge it until it's too late. You'll come to realize that!" Rhea raised her eyebrows, her confidence unwavering. "So, how about it? You know how powerful I am. If you cooperate, all those people, including your son, can be relieved of their pain. Are you willing to let go of saving your son? Wouldn't that make you just like me?"

She trapped Alexander in a dilemma. Refusing cooperation would paint him as heartless, yet her proposition was false. Rejecting her didn't equate to being like her.

"You're delusional!" he said sternly. "The world will continue to turn even without you!"

"Why don't you try it then? Don't blame me for not warning you. Over time, if your son doesn't die, he might become disabled. Don't underestimate our virus's aftereffects!" Rhea shook her head, dismissing him as ignorant.

Alexander narrowed his eyes, the two locked in a tense standoff. Rhea remained unyielding, confidently gazing at him. She was gambling, betting on his eventual compromise, knowing he and Lily cared deeply about others. Now, their only hope rested with her. She was confident no one could solve the virus she had created.

Suddenly, Alexander's phone vibrated insistently in his silenced pocket. It was Dominic. He answered immediately, "Austin?"