Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 256

Chapter 256 Catherine

Lillian entered the study alone, fully aware that this was Geo’s private sanctuary. Without his explicit permission, no one else was allowed to step inside this room. The atmosphere was quiet and serious, the air heavy with the scent of aged wood and leather-bound books.

Geo sat behind his large mahogany desk, casually flipping through the pages of a thick book. His expression was focused, yet when he noticed Lillian, a faint smile touched his lips. This was only the second time she had ventured into his study, a rare privilege indeed.

Without any hesitation or preamble, Lillian settled into a chair opposite him, her posture relaxed but confident. “Mr. Geo, you’re looking much better these days,” she remarked, her tone calm but warm.

Geo chuckled softly, setting the book back on the shelf behind him. “You’re becoming quite bold, young lady. A little more respect wouldn’t hurt,” he teased, a playful glint in his eyes.

Lillian merely nodded in response, her demeanor composed as always, not taking the bait. Geo’s smile faded slightly as he reached for a file on his desk and slid it across to her with a serious expression. “There’s been an attack in Kingston. Several people were hurt, but what’s strange is that their wounds refuse to heal. Instead, their condition worsens, and the hospital staff are baffled. I’ve recommended you to the higher-ups for this. Radovia has secretly developed a new breed of death soldiers through some kind of drug cultivation. Their combat skills are terrifying, and I fear they pose a genuine threat to Dracovia.”

Lillian accepted the file, noting the bold title on the cover: “Absolute Death.” She flipped through the detailed report, her eyes scanning the information carefully. “I’ve faced them before, in Solara. Their power is indeed formidable,” she said quietly.

Geo’s eyes widened in surprise. “You encountered them in Solara?” he asked, clearly taken aback.

Setting the file down, Lillian’s expression remained steady, unshaken. “Yes. But we still don’t know who’s orchestrating it all. What we do know is this: when these death soldiers die, parasitic insects emerge from their bodies. They must be burned immediately—otherwise, the worms will seek out a new host.”

Geo’s face drained of color, his brows knitting together in deep concern. This threat was far worse than he had initially imagined.

Noticing the tension in his features, Lillian offered a reassuring smile. “Don’t overthink it, Mr. Geo. Your health is the most important thing. Soldiers fight soldiers, water puts out fire—there’s always a way to handle things. From what I’ve analyzed based on the pills you gave me last time, this drug can’t be mass-produced. That means these death soldiers will remain a secret weapon, only to be used when absolutely necessary. If I’m right, this attack was just a test, a way to gauge our defenses.”

Geo looked at the calm, composed young woman sitting before him and shook his head with a laugh. “You little girl… so young, yet you face danger with such poise. It’s a rare quality,” he said, pointing at her with a mix of admiration and disbelief.

“I was busy raising you two at the time, so I couldn’t be there for her. Then one day, I saw the news—Catherine had died in a car accident.”

Laura’s voice cracked slightly, the pain still raw. “Not long after, Henry brought home another woman, and with her, a little girl about six or seven years old. That girl was Chloe.”

She sighed deeply. “Given everything, I knew Catherine’s daughter must have had a hard life. I wanted to take her in myself, but Mr. Morgan refused. Soon after, word spread that the child had died of illness.”

Laura’s eyes glistened with tears. “Even now, I live with regret. If I had insisted on taking her in, that child might still be alive.”

Cayden watched silently as his mother covered her face, tears slipping through her fingers. He stepped closer, wrapping his arms gently around her shoulders and patting her back softly, offering what little comfort he could.

Ashley sat quietly nearby, saying nothing. She understood that her mother had only touched the surface of the story, but it was clear that Catherine’s daughter had endured unimaginable suffering before her tragic end.