Chapter 146

• Lily’s eyes glinted with mockery as she twirled the gun in her hand, her voice laced with feigned curiosity. “You know, little sister, before you answer my question, there’s something that’s been bothering me. We’re sisters, tied by blood. So how is it that you turned out so... different from me?”
• She paused for a moment, tilting her head as if genuinely pondering the question. Then she sneered, her tone sharp and condescending. “Look at me—brave, intelligent, and capable. And then look at you—cowering there, trembling like a leaf, so foolish and spineless. Tell me, little sister, what are you so afraid of?”
• With a flick of her wrist, she held the gun up, letting the cold, metallic sheen catch the light. “Is it this?” she asked, her lips curling into a twisted smile. “This gun... isn’t it beautiful? Do you know what makes it so special?”