The Lycan Kings Rejected Mate

"Acting all innocent, but youre still mine."

"Zoom in on her face! The patron wants to see the details!"

"Little beauty, here I come..."

The greasy, disgusting voice echoed as Lily Rosss head felt dizzy. She opened her eyes to meet a pair of lecherous, murky eyes. In front of her was a pockmarked, coarse-skinned, chubby face belonging to a man in his forties or fifties, his obese body about to press down on her!

Instantly, Lilys eyes turned cold, and she grabbed the mans wrist, exerting force with a snap. A crisp sound of breaking bones was followed by the mans pig-like screams echoing throughout the room.

She glanced at the group of photographers crowded around the bed with their cameras.

Where was she?

How did she end up here?

"You little bitch, how dare you hit me? Get her now!" The man with the dislocated wrist, swollen like a bun, cursed through gritted teeth.

The others rushed forward.

Lily let out a cold laugh. She was an ace assassin known as the Grim Reaper in the Ancient Martial Continent; these minions thought they could take her down?

She gracefully got up, stretching her wrists and ankles, the joints cracking with an eerie sound.

As they swarmed her, just before they could reach Lily, she executed a sleek and neat roundhouse kick, sending the foremost man flying backward.

He was caught off guard, tumbling backward as if he were a broken kite, crashing to the ground and coughing up blood.

She sidestepped to catch another mans punch, her seemingly delicate hand flipping and leveraging the force to throw a burly man into the air and slam him aside!

More men charged, only to be swiftly defeated by Lily, either with broken bones or kicks, leaving the room filled with howls and screams.

"You! This... this cant be possible..."

The old man who had just tried to force himself on her stared in horror, his facial fat and wrinkles trembling violently with pain and fear.

The patron had said this woman was just a pretty face; she was clearly a demon!

Lily glanced at the chaos in the room, rubbing her aching temples, picked up a fruit knife from the table, and walked towards the old man lying on the ground, her eyes bloodthirsty and cold.

The old man sat trembling on the spot, having never seen such a terrifying gaze!

Just as the cold, sharp blade was about to pierce his finger, he knelt on the ground, begging for mercy, sweating profusely, "Please, it was David Duke who sent us. We were just doing it for money!"

David Duke?

Lily frowned, her head feeling as if it were being pierced by electric currents, the sharp pain coming in waves as unfamiliar memories flooded her mind, scenes replaying like a lantern show in her head.

It turned out she had been reborn, into the body of a scandalous actress in the entertainment industry. The original owner of this body was also named Lily Ross. Just two hours ago, she had caught her boyfriend David Duke cheating with her best friend Susan Smith, only to be knocked unconscious by the treacherous couple and thrown onto the old mans bed, intending to utterly destroy her?

Ha.

Collecting her thoughts, Lily held the fruit knife, casually slapping the old mans plump face.

The old mans face jiggled with each slap, his soul nearly frightened out of him.

"If you want to live, call David Duke here," she said, her lips parting slightly, her upturned fox-like eyes cold and seductive, "and do to him exactly what you were going to do to me."

Make them take turns with a man?

The old man hesitated, but when the sharp tip of the knife pierced his skin, causing a sharp pain, he nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, Im on it!"

"Good," Lily stepped back, coldly watching the pale man coughing frantically, sliding down the wall, and trembling as he dialed a number.

"If its not done properly, all of you will die," she said with a smile, like a bloodthirsty Rakshasa.

"Yes, yes!"

The group was terrified, nodding and bowing like grandchildren.

After leaving those words, Lily turned around gracefully and walked into the bathroom.

The cold-toned mirror reflected Lilys similarly pale face.

The woman in the mirror had a face as smooth and lustrous as lamb fat jade, her upturned peach blossom eyes captivating yet clear, her nose straight, and her tangerine-pink petal lips incredibly sensual.

This face perfectly blended the two completely opposite words, enchanting and pure, into one.

She had a slender and graceful figure, a rare beauty.

Lily was quite satisfied with this body.

Soon after, footsteps were heard outside the room, followed by a commotion.

The mens screams, curses, and howls continued.

Lily sat on the toilet lid, her long legs naturally crossed, idly flipping through her phone.

The original host was at least a third-tier star in the entertainment industry, yet her bank account had a pitiful few hundred dollars?

After going through the original hosts social information, Lily locked onto several key points.

The original host was very poor, extremely poor.

She had been exploited and oppressed by David Dukes entertainment company for years, having signed an unequal treaty that left her with little of the money she earned, while the company pocketed most of it.

After using up the original hosts remaining value, David Duke used all the companys resources to promote Susan Smith. The two thought that since the original host had caught them in the act, they needed to push her into an irretrievable abyss.

After organizing this information, Lily closed her phone.

Since she had been reborn into the original hosts body, she would live her life well on her behalf, avenging her wrongs!

Only after confirming that David Duke had been thrown out of the hotel and obtaining the video of David Duke being humiliated, did Lily leave the hotel.

Now, besides revenge, she needed to make money.

She was used to a life of luxury in her previous life; she was not willing to settle for less.

With just a few hundred dollars, she couldnt even afford a meal.

In her last life, after her reputation as a venomous snake was established, hiring her became a matter of supply and demand, with bidders once offering hundreds of millions in compensation. Now, she needed to find some quick money-making opportunities.

After leaving the hotel, a headline news popped up on Lilys phone.

The Forbes family mansion in the capital, the old lady is critically ill, the villa urgently hires a physician, with a reward of thirty million.

Lily raised her eyebrows, a smile playing on her lips. She used her last few dollars to hail a taxi and headed to the Forbes mansion.

——

At this moment, inside the Forbes family castle villa.

"Do you even think you can just waltz in here? Do you think the Forbes villa is some marketplace where anyone can come and go as they please?"

"If I remember correctly, arent you that notorious third-tier star from the entertainment industry? Why dont you stick to being a star instead of trying to be a doctor?

Do you even know what medicine is?

From what Ive seen of your records, you didnt even finish college, did you? Where do you get the nerve to come to our house?"

"Butler, are you just going to stand there? Get her out of here now!"

In the Forbes villa, a woman sat on a leather sofa, dressed in a high-end white skirt that hugged her hips, her delicate and cold face perfectly made up, every movement exuding an air of nobility and arrogance. Her expression towards Lily was clearly filled with disdain, contempt, and scorn.

"Yes, maam."

As the butler approached Lily, she looked coldly at the old lady lying in the sickbed, "Qi and blood stagnation, arrhythmia, the stagnation has worsened and spread to the abdomen, left atrium, right ventr