Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 407

**TITLE: The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 407**
**CONTENT: Chapter 407 Triny’s Scheme, Part Two**

As the door clicked shut behind them, a palpable tension filled the air.

Jane turned to Triny, a mischievous glint dancing in her eyes, her lips curling into a sly smile. “You know, that little performance of yours was quite the spectacle, Triny. For a moment, I almost believed you.”

Triny’s heart raced, her breath catching in her throat. Panic surged through her as she met the gaze of the seemingly innocent girl before her. “I… I have no idea what you’re talking about,” she stammered, desperately trying to maintain her composure.

Jane’s smile widened, a playful challenge lurking beneath her words. “How can you not see it? That shooter—wasn’t he someone you orchestrated yourself?”

Triny’s denial came out like a reflex. “It wasn’t me!” she insisted, her voice sharper than she intended.

A soft chuckle escaped Jane’s lips, light and airy. “If you say so, then I guess it wasn’t. But really, there’s no need to get all worked up. I’m not planning to spill the beans or anything. After all, we were once allies in this chaotic game, weren’t we?”

Triny narrowed her eyes, resentment bubbling beneath the surface. “What exactly are you implying?” she demanded, her tone laced with suspicion.

With an expression of mock innocence, Jane replied, “Why the rush, Triny? I’m not asking for any favors. In fact, if you truly end up with Mr. Whitmore, I’d be the first to shower you with my blessings.”

Triny studied Jane’s seemingly genuine face, but instead of comfort, she felt a wave of exhaustion wash over her. She slumped back against the bed, her shoulders heavy with unspoken burdens. “Just go. I don’t want to see you right now,” she muttered, frustration mingling with her despair. She had thought she had skillfully concealed her secrets; never in her wildest dreams did she expect someone to catch on.

Jane shrugged nonchalantly, her smile unwavering. “Alright then, take it easy, Triny. Once you’re back on your feet, I have a delightful surprise waiting for you.” With that, she skipped out of the room, her cheerful demeanor leaving a stark contrast to the turmoil within Triny.

In a fit of anger, Triny grabbed the fruit basket from the table and flung it to the floor. The fruits tumbled out, rolling in every direction, mirroring the chaos in her mind.

Triny’s heart ached as she absorbed the calmness in his demeanor, a bittersweet sting filling her chest. “You really didn’t have to do this. Just having you here is more than enough for me,” she replied, her voice tinged with vulnerability.

Lillian smiled with a grace that seemed almost rehearsed. “Please accept them, Ms. Triny. It’s a small gesture from both of us. And to be honest, if it weren’t for your bravery last night, my fiancé might have been the one lying here injured. So, as a token of our gratitude, please don’t decline.”

Triny looked at Lillian, weariness etched on her face. “I saved Sebastian because I wanted to. I don’t need his thanks; knowing he’s safe is all I care about.”

“You truly surprise me with your selflessness, Ms. Triny. I must admit, I underestimated you,” Lillian replied, her smile unwavering, as if she were unfazed by the emotional weight of the situation. “In light of that, please focus on your recovery. My fiancé and I will handle everything that comes your way. However, since you’re still unmarried, I wouldn’t want any rumors to circulate. If you need anything, just reach out to Foster; he’ll take care of it.”

Leon stood abruptly, his expression a mix of frustration and disbelief. “Don’t you think that’s a bit excessive, Ms. Harrington? Triny was injured because of Sebastian; doesn’t he owe her at least a proper visit?”

Triny felt the heat rise to her cheeks, her eyes glistening with unshed tears as she turned to Lillian. “Ms. Harrington, I never meant to take Sebastian from you. I only wished he might find the time to visit—that alone would have been enough for me.”