Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 260

Chapter 260: Lillian’s Rising Fame

Fawks caught on immediately, a sly grin playing on his lips as he said, “Lillian isn’t in Solara. Even if you went looking for her there, it’d be a waste of time.”

Cameron’s brow furrowed in curiosity. “Not there? That can’t be. She doesn’t even have a vacation scheduled right now.”

Without a word, Fawks simply raised his glass and drained it, a faint smile lingering on his face.

Manny and the others grew restless. “Come on, spill it already! You’re torturing us here.”

Sebastian pulled out his phone, his tone sharp and cold as he dialed. “Where is Lillian?”

Foster, caught off guard, responded quickly, “Sir, Ms. Harrington is currently in Kingston.” He had just received the update himself; usually, reports came once a day, causing delays in information.

Sebastian ended the call and immediately tried again, but no one answered.

Fawks glanced over, chuckling softly. “Don’t bother trying. She’s definitely resting now and won’t pick up.”

At that, everyone turned their heads simultaneously, exchanging looks of confusion and surprise.

“What’s going on?” Manny asked, his face tense with anticipation.

Fawks’s words hung in the air, leaving plenty of room for speculation and suspicion.

Noticing their anxious expressions, Fawks let out a soft laugh. “Relax. The only one who should be worried is Sebastian. Why are you all so tense? Lillian was brought in by Geo to assist with some critical patients in the secure wing. Experts from both home and abroad had tried and failed to find answers. Then Geo claimed he had a solution. None of us expected that solution to be your little girl.”

He paused, his voice dropping slightly. “When I saw her in action, even I was stunned. I’ll admit, her medical skills are extraordinary. She amazed everyone in the room. Even Dr. Jorge was completely convinced and praised her without holding back. We stayed late into the night, and by the time I left, she was already gone. But Dr. Jorge mentioned she looked pale when she left—probably from exhaustion. So, most likely, she’s resting now.”

Noreen’s gaze followed his retreating figure, hatred simmering in her chest. Why has he never once looked my way? Not even once.

Outside the club, Foster was already holding the car door open.

As Sebastian slid inside, his voice dropped to a quiet, furious whisper. “Why am I only just now finding out that Lillian is in Kingston?”

Foster bowed his head. “Punish me, sir. Any explanation would sound like mere excuses.”

Sebastian’s eyes darkened, icy and sharp. Yet beneath that cold exterior, a thread of worry remained. “Erase all traces of her arrival in the capital. And what about Nicholas? Has he been caught?”

“Our men are still chasing him, but it’s as if he vanished,” Foster admitted.

Sebastian’s gaze sharpened, a mocking edge creeping into his voice. “Slippery as an eel.”