Chapter 225

• Lily’s POV
• "Don’t touch me!" I screamed, my arms tightly wrapped around my stomach as I staggered backward. But Yolanda hadn’t come alone. A bunch of hired thugs pounced on me. Five or six rough hands grabbed my arms and shoulders and shoved me like a piece of cargo to the edge of the stage. Ice-cold fear gripped me, but I couldn’t back away. "I don’t buy that nonsense about ‘you can’t punish a crowd’! Anyone who hurts me today, I’ll hunt them down—every single one of you!"
• "A murderer wants to get us?" Yolanda sneered, her face contorted with open disgust and contempt. She tore herself away from the people holding me, lunged at my face, and hit me hard.