Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 416

**The Billionaire’s Last Obsession Series 416**
**Chapter 416: Evan’s Arrival**

Sebastian’s sharp gaze caught the fleeting expression on Lillian’s face—a mixture of concern and something deeper. He closed the notebook resting on the table before him with a decisive snap, setting it aside as if it were suddenly unimportant. Drawing her into a warm embrace with one arm, he murmured softly, “I’ve waited countless years for you to grow up. How could I ever consider risking my life and leaving you behind? That gunshot might have seemed alarming, but believe me, I know my limits well enough. There’s truly no reason for you to worry.”

Lillian, feeling the warmth of his body, instinctively wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing her cheek against his chest. The steady rhythm of his heartbeat soothed her frayed nerves. “You’re never allowed to do something like that again. Do you understand me?” Her voice was firm, yet tinged with a hint of desperation.

“Mm.” Sebastian responded with a low, almost distracted sound, his mind still racing with the events that had just transpired.

Just then, the door swung open, and Louis rushed in, his face a mixture of urgency and surprise. Upon spotting the two of them in their intimate moment, he halted abruptly, a look of embarrassment washing over him. “Mr. Whitmore, Mr. Evan has arrived,” he announced, his voice clipped.

Lillian quickly pulled away from Sebastian, the sudden distance between them causing her heart to flutter anxiously.

Moments later, Evan strode into the room, flanked by Foster and Ariana. His expression was one of immediate concern, and he wasted no time. “Sebastian, are you alright? How could you sustain an injury out of nowhere?” His tone was sharp, laced with genuine worry.

Sebastian offered a faint smile, trying to ease the tension. “I’m fine; it’s just a small injury. A bit of rest, and I’ll bounce back.” He was thankful for the medicine Lillian had provided, which had already worked wonders; only his arm still needed time to heal.

Evan settled onto a nearby sofa, his gaze locking onto the sling that cradled Sebastian’s injured arm. His voice rose in disbelief, “You call this a small injury? If the director hadn’t let it slip by accident, were you planning to keep this from your grandfather entirely?”

“Exactly, big brother! Do you not see us as family anymore?” Foster interjected, his tone teasing yet serious, trying to lighten the mood.

Sebastian rubbed his temples, a smile barely curving his lips. “No, that’s not it at all. It’s truly just a minor wound, and I didn’t want to burden you all with worry. Besides, with Lillian by my side, I’m invincible.”

Sebastian, noticing her struggle to maintain her composure, reached out helplessly, ruffling her hair in a gesture of comfort, wishing he could ease her pain.

Evan, sensing the heavy tension enveloping the room, let out a resigned sigh. “Enough. Ariana was wrong this time. Ultimately, no one has the right to demand forgiveness from someone they’ve hurt; what happens next is entirely up to her.”

He then shifted his focus back to Sebastian, concern etched across his features. “I also heard about the incident at the banquet. That Lindt girl—she’s alright, isn’t she?” He had learned of the situation only after the fact, and it weighed on him.

Sebastian nodded, his expression serious. “She’s fine.”

“Unbelievable… how could something like that occur? And what are the odds she’d be the one to save you? Given the Lindt family’s reputation, they’re bound to try and exploit this situation.” Evan let out another weary sigh, the weight of their circumstances pressing heavily on his shoulders.