His secret spoiled wife (Lily and Alexander)

Chapter 2192

Fred was alone with the woman. He sat still and looked her up and down. Although she tried to look

dignified, her clothes were messy.

“How did you—” Fred said.

The woman raised her head. “I’m Rhea. I was the ‘boss’s’ most capable assistant. I helped the

organization—”

Fred waved and interrupted, “I have no interest in knowing who you are. Why are you here? How do

you know I’m the one you should be looking for?”

“Well…” Rhea smiled and said steadily, “I didn’t know who’s in charge of the organization until…I found

the identifier on the ‘boss.’”

“What identifier? That round metal piece? Isn’t that just a game token or something?” Fred said

casually. Instead of admitting she was right, he tried to probe her.

Rhea had expected this. She smiled and said thoughtfully, “That’s not an ordinary game token. The

boss used it when communicating with you. I didn’t think anything was special about it. I only thought

the pattern looked familiar.

“I later realized the design resembled the emblem on the royal logo I saw in Yudonia. It was only a

glance then, so it took me a long time to remember. Still, it’s obvious you recognized it, didn’t you, Your

Grace?”

Rhea smiled as if she had won a prize.

However, Fred took the metal object indifferently. “You’re talking about this? Yes, the pattern looks like

our emblem, but it could be a fake, right? Besides, you might have found it somewhere, even if it isn't.

“How would I know why you came here with this?” Fred then thought of something. “Oh, what’s that

bottle of perfume for? I never use that stuff.”

“It’s not perfume. It’s R20.”

“What did you say?” Fred narrowed his eyes, puzzled.

“You don’t have to guard against me, Your Grace. I served the boss for many years. Although I held a

low position and wasn’t qualified to contact you directly, I know many things about the organization. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

“Unlike others, I want to work for you because our beliefs align. We’re on the same side, no matter

what. I can help you.” Rhea lifted her gaze confidently.

“You can help me?” Fred chuckled. “What can you help with? Do I even need your help? Wait. What do

you mean when you say that is R20?”

“I’m sure the organization hadn’t conducted so many experiments just to develop R10. I know R10 is

essential, but it doesn’t mean the others aren’t. Otherwise, the organization wouldn’t have spent much

effort and resources on many other things.

“The pandemic in Burnkwen was a perfect example,” Rhea continued, “Possessing conventional

weapons could be intimidating, but no one dares to use them lightly. However, chemicals differ.

“We can control their usage, employ them for our purposes, and do so subtly.” Her eyes gleamed as

she spoke. She looked like she could envision a bright future.

Fred did not retort and stared at her thoughtfully.