Villain: Ultimate Mutation System in the Alternate World

Her eyes softened, filling with warmth and sincerity. A gentle smile spread across her face, showing the depth of her gratitude.

"We really didn't do much, it's all his..." Melissa almost made a blunder, but George hit her with his elbow.

His face tightened with urgency, his brows furrowing as he glanced sharply at Melissa. His eyes widened a bit, silently begging her to stop talking.

Melissa got his message and quickly corrected herself,

"Ah, right, we got some help from an acquaintance of ours, Miss Lilith," she quickly salvaged the situation.

Reign had instructed them to never tell Cyril that he was the knight in shining armor who had recklessly attacked the biggest company in the city just for her sake.

"Miss Lilith?" Cyril asked, looking confused. She didn't know anyone by that name.

"She's a good friend of ours and she helped us when we asked," George answered.

"I see, then I must thank her and repay my debt," Cyril replied with a smile.

She still had a lot of money to spare because she could cancel all the advance donations she had made.

It didn't sit well with her to owe someone , especially considering the amount of resources used for her rescue.

There was no way it had been that easy, and whoever they hired to rescue her must have been very expensive, likely from a higher-tier city.

"I remember someone, a man. He was the one who rescued me. Where is he?" she asked, wanting to thank him herself.

"Ah, that..." Melissa trailed off and looked at George for answers.

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George's eyes flicked to Melissa, then back to Cyril. He took a deep breath, trying to remain calm. His jaw tightened slightly.

"He's already on a mission," a sweet female voice chimed in.

When the trio turned their heads to the source, they saw a beautiful woman whose charisma even Cyril couldn't match.

"Miss Lilith," George greeted, his voice filled with relief and respect.

Reign had reminded him that Lilith was potentially at Peak Demon Lord Level, and was a very dangerous individual.

"Miss Lilith ? Hearing the name of her benefactor, Cyril hurriedly composed herself. "Thank you for saving me," she said, her tone showing how much it meant to her.

"No worries," Lilith giggled warmly, showing no sign of arrogance. "The important thing is you're safe," she added.

Cyril's opinion of Lilith improved; she was not overbearing and seemed genuinely kind.

"I know this might sound disrespectful, but I'm willing to pay for everything. It must have cost you a lot of money," Cyril suggested.

Lilith could see that Cyril was speaking out of principle and knew that not accepting her offer might make things awkward.

Plus, her organization needed the money after losing a laboratory and maintaining an expensive information network.

"I won't reject it," Lilith replied with a smile, aware that the young woman in front of her had a lot of money.

She had run a background check and discovered that Cyril inherited a substantial amount after liquidating her family business..

"Thank you," Cyril replied with a warm smile, glad she could at least pay for the trouble she caused.

She didn't need much money and felt this was for the best.

As she calmed down, her mind began to work more clearly, and she started to wonder about her current situation.

"May I ask something, Miss Lilith?"

"What is it?"

"What happened to him? Vincent Hewlet?" she inquired. If he was still around, it meant she wasn't completely safe.

"Don't worry about that fool, he's already dead," Lilith replied bluntly .

"Dead? Just like that? " Cyril was shocked. Lilith spoke of the death of one of the most influential men in the city as if he were a nobody.

"That's right, my agent made sure to kill him, so you don't have to worry about him bothering you again," she reassured her.

Cyril was momentarily stunned as she processed the information.

"Wait, isn't this dangerous? Won't the chamber of commerce go after you?" Cyril asked, feeling a bit guilty that she was the cause of all this. "If not for me..." Her voice trailed off.

"Don't worry, I was already planning to kill that fool, and you just happened to be there," Lilith reassured her, but all those words were a lie.

Why would she want a conflict with the chamber of commerce?

But Cyril didn't need to know that. Lilith could tell that Reign wasn't fond of involving Cyril in his dark business.

'I don't know if you're unlucky or lucky for having him as an admirer,' she thought, finding it ironic that someone so well-educated and well-mannered like Cyril was admired by someone so different.

"So, that person who saved me?" Cyril tried to bring up the topic again.

"I'm sorry for asking so many questions. It's just that when he touched me, I felt he was familiar," Cyril said apologetically.

"She touched you? Where did he touch you? That pervert!" Melissa reacted, her eyes wide with disbelief. She couldn't fathom that Reign would stoop to such behavior.

"No, no, please don't misunderstand!" Cyril quickly interjected, shaking her head rapidly. "I meant when he carried me to the bed!

"Carried you to the bed? And do what ? " Melissa's confusion deepened.

Cyril, feeling the need to clarify further, spoke up. "Really, he was nothing but respectful. He carried me because I was tied down on the floor, and he made sure I was safe."

"Oh," Melissa muttered, scratching her head in embarrassment. She realized she had judged Reign without hearing the full story. "I'm sorry, I jumped to conclusions."

George, who had been watching the exchange, sighed deeply. Melissa was too quick to assume the worst.

Based on Reign's character, he had the lowest possibility of doing something so inappropriate if killing and eating humans was not included.

"Melissa, not all men are like that," George said gently.

Melissa looked down, feeling a bit ashamed. "I know, it's just... the idea of him taking advantage..."

Lilith, observing the conversation, decided to set the record straight.

"He's just an assassin. You don't really need to be thankful to him. If it wasn't for my order, he would have killed you too, thinking you could be a witness." Her tone was blunt, but she knew it was necessary to prevent Cyril from being too curious about her masked savior.

Cyril looked at Lilith, processing her words. "I understand," she nodded, finally letting it go.

The idea of her rescuer being an assassin was not important to her, but she realized it was best not to delve too deeply into it.

"Thank you for explaining," she added softly, appreciating Lilith's honesty.

Lilith gave a small nod. "It's important you know the truth. Now, focus on getting better. You have friends here who care about you."

Cyril smiled and nodded, but deep inside, her heart raced as she recalled the person who had rescued her.

'I really wish it was you,' she muttered to herself.