Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 119

Chapter 119: A Taste of His Own Medicine

Monday morning brought Lilian back to the familiar halls of her school. The atmosphere was electric, charged with the frantic energy of students scrambling to prepare for their looming final exams. Everywhere she looked, classmates hurried between lectures, their arms heavy with textbooks, faces etched with stress and determination.

As Lilian crossed the threshold into her classroom, Natalie spotted her immediately and grinned mischievously. “Well, well, Lilian! A whole week without me—did you miss me at all?” she teased, bursting into laughter at her own joke.

Though Lilian had grown accustomed to Natalie’s playful jabs, they still managed to coax a small smile from her now and then. “Natalie, you’re not money. Why would I miss you all the time?” she replied with a dry chuckle.

Natalie pouted, cupping her cheeks as if to emphasize her cuteness. “But isn’t being adorable better than money?” she said, batting her lashes in an exaggerated fashion.

Lilian gave a look that clearly said she’d lost all patience and immediately turned her attention to her textbook, flipping it open to start reviewing.

Suddenly, Natalie’s eyes lit up as if she’d just remembered something exciting. “Hey, how about we go to the seaside resort this weekend? There’s a hot spring there!” she suggested eagerly.

Lilian’s expression remained flat, clearly uninterested. “It’s too cold. I’m not going out,” she replied firmly.

The winters in Solara were notoriously damp and bone-chilling, made worse by the constant ocean breeze. The thought of venturing outside in such weather was unappealing to her.

“Oh, come on! My brother’s headed there anyway for some Million Corp bidding event. We could tag along and have some fun!” Natalie persisted, tugging gently at Lilian’s arm.

The mention of Million Corp caused Lilian to pause and look up. “What kind of bidding event?” she asked, her curiosity piqued.

Natalie tapped her pen thoughtfully against her notebook. “Apparently, Million Corp is trying to develop a new property near the coastline. They’ve invited all the major real estate companies in Solara to submit proposals,” she explained.

A spark flickered in Lilian’s eyes.

So, Killian had splurged ten billion on a coastal plot and was now short on funds to develop it? How unfortunate for him.

Well, in that case, it was only fitting that she play her part as a concerned citizen and warn others about the risks.

The following day, the news exploded across every platform—newspapers, online media, and television alike.

A geological report had surfaced, revealing that the coastal land near Linhai Park was dangerously unstable. The soil was loose and precariously close to the waterline, making it a risky site for any construction. Experts strongly recommended designating the area as a conservation zone and planting vegetation to prevent erosion. The article included a full analysis from a respected geological inspection firm, lending credibility to the warnings.

The public reaction was immediate and intense.

Most people already knew that Million Corp had purchased the land.

Suddenly, this revelation sent shockwaves through Kingston.

Million Corp’s stock price began to nosedive.

Inside the company’s top-floor office, pandemonium reigned.

Killian, furious beyond measure, threw a stack of documents at a group of stunned managers. “Someone explain this to me! How the hell did a ten-billion-dollar piece of land turn out to be worthless?!” he roared.

And then…the final blow.

A video emerged—an interview with a man claiming to be Killian’s personal assistant. In it, he revealed that Killian had orchestrated a smear campaign against Skyreach Group. He had bribed online influencers and paid trolls to spread lies and fabricate stories.

Million Corp’s stock hit rock bottom once again.

Meanwhile, Ryan had been quietly buying up shares, amassing over 50 percent ownership and gaining full control of the company.

Within the crumbling corporation, morale was nonexistent. Shareholders were dumping their stocks, desperate to escape before the entire enterprise collapsed.

Watching his empire unravel in real time, Killian stared at the sea of red numbers flashing across the trading screen. His hands trembled with rage and helplessness.

He had built Million Corp from the ground up—and now, within days, it was falling apart.

And to make matters worse, the board was pressuring him to sell.

But how could he ever accept that?

He had already been forced out of Goodman Corp.

Was he now supposed to stand by and watch Million Corp—the last thing he had—slip through his fingers as well?