Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 251

Chapter 251 Mac

The investigators wore grim expressions as they pushed themselves to keep up a rapid-fire line of questioning. One query followed another in quick succession, a relentless barrage designed to uncover every detail.

Adeline shifted uncomfortably in her chair, her fingers twisting nervously in her lap.

In stark contrast, Lillian remained perfectly composed, her face serene and unreadable amid the mounting tension swirling around them.

Natalie tugged lightly on Lillian’s sleeve, her voice barely above a whisper. “Aren’t you worried Mac might pressure them? That he’ll push too hard?”

Lillian’s tone was calm, almost detached. “Not at all. Just relax. Sit back and watch how this unfolds.”

Off to the side, Daylen observed the scene quietly, eyes fixed on Lillian. Even in such a charged atmosphere, she betrayed no sign of panic or distress. Instead, she exuded a quiet confidence, as if she already held every piece of the puzzle in her hands. He had to admit, that kind of poise was rare in Kingston.

When the questioning finally concluded, one of the investigators turned toward Mac. “Mr. Mac, based on what we’ve gathered, this bag definitely belongs to Ms. Harrington. Earlier, your daughter spilled wine on Ms. Natalie, and the two went to the restroom to change. The bag was left behind in the lounge during that time. Meanwhile, Ms. Olivia reported that her bracelet had gone missing. Ms. Adeline later found it inside Ms. Harrington’s bag. So, we need to review the surveillance footage from when Ms. Harrington went to the bathroom.”

Mac’s response was flat and unyielding. “There are no cameras in the lounge.”

Eda exhaled sharply, relief flooding her features as tears shimmered in her eyes. “Lillian, I know you don’t like me. You’ve always seen me as a rival. But we’re classmates. If you’re going through something, you can come to me. I’d be happy to help.”

Adeline interjected quickly, a hint of warning in her voice. “Eda, just drop it. You’re kind-hearted, sure, but some people don’t see it that way. In the end, you’ll only be accused of meddling. And some things… well, some things just can’t be changed.”

Lillian raised an eyebrow at the pair, her voice light but laced with steel. “So, the two of you won’t stop until you’ve thrown this entire mess on me. Fine. I’ll end your little game once and for all.”

Under the watchful eyes of everyone present, she bent down, pulled her backpack closer, and drew out a small device shaped like a pen.

Eda and Adeline froze, their breaths catching in their throats.

Mac glanced at his daughter, reading the determination etched across her face. Idiot, he cursed silently under his breath.

Suddenly, a familiar voice called out, “Lillian? What are you doing here too?”

She turned to see Houston, his face lighting up with a warm smile.

“Mr. Houston,” she greeted quietly.

He chuckled, eyes sparkling with amusement. “You little rascal. Mr. Austin has complained more than once that you never visit him. And your aunt is always talking about you.”

This young woman had been a blessing to their family—elders in good health, children thriving, a household full of joy.

Mac watched their easy interaction with a frown of confusion. “Mr. Houston, you know her?” he asked, incredulous. Weren’t they all saying she was just some poor student from a small town? Could it be…?

Houston nodded with a knowing smile. “Of course. This is Lillian—the Maiden Healer, renowned throughout high society. Didn’t you just ask me about her the other day?”