Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 883:

“My daughter’s name was Lily,” Q said, his voice heavy with sorrow. “I chose that name for her, and she adored it. From a young age, she always told me it was the most beautiful name in the world. She was stunning, a real beauty queen from elementary school to high school. Every girl envied her, every boy chased after her, and even the teachers adored her. Her life sparkled like a firework in full bloom. Not only was she beautiful, but she was also exceptionally smart, outshining her peers academically from the very start. She was my pride, my shining star. She once told me she wanted to follow in my footsteps and become a brilliant doctor like me. I had such high hopes for her future, imagining all the wonderful things she’d become.”

Q sighed deeply, his voice trembling. “But I never imagined that right after her eighteenth birthday, just as she was stepping into adulthood, she would suffer a heart attack. There was no time to save her.”

He lifted his gaze slowly, his eyes red and brimming with tears, locking onto Marissa’s. “Tell me, why did she have to die so suddenly, so cruelly, without even a chance to say goodbye?” Marissa met his gaze in silence, unable to offer an answer. It was clear Q wasn’t seeking a response—he was just looking for someone to listen.

After a moment of silence, Q continued, his voice trembling with confusion and pain. “She was always in perfect health. How could she have had a heart attack?”

Marissa remained silent. Initially, she had harbored deep resentment toward Q for turning Tiffany into a living subject for experiments, feeling no sympathy for him. But now, as she gazed upon Lily in the crystal coffin and saw the tears streaking down Q’s face, a flicker of compassion stirred within her.

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Q’s gaze lingered on Marissa for a moment before he looked back at Lily in the coffin, his fingers gently brushing the lid. Then, a dark, twisted laugh escaped him. “Marissa, girls like my daughter, who are both beautiful and intelligent, deserve lives of brilliance. If she can’t have that, then no other girl should either. Ever since her death, the sight of girls like you—beautiful, talented, and successful—fills me with rage. When I see you, all I want is to send you to join her in the afterlife.”noveldrama

Marissa’s brows furrowed in disbelief. She hadn’t expected that Q’s grief would drive him to such madness. She still remained silent.

Q’s laughter grew colder. “Marissa, consider yourself fortunate that your skills are in medicine. Otherwise, you’d end up just like my daughter, in one of these crystal coffins.” He pointed to the left wall and pressed a button on his remote control. “Over the years, I’ve made sure my daughter has plenty of company. She shouldn’t be alone, right?” As the left wall began to move upward, it became clear that it was not a solid barrier but a massive door.

When the door fully slid open, Marissa’s eyes widened in shock. Beyond it lay another chamber, packed with over a hundred crystal coffins.

Each coffin contained a young girl, all around Lily’s age. It was immediately clear that these were the victims of Q’s twisted actions—girls he had killed, each one as beautiful, talented, and promising as Lily. Their untimely deaths were a heart-wrenching loss

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