Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 432

**TITLE: The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 432**
**CONTENT: Chapter 432 Vivian’s Setup**

With Beth standing resolutely by his side, Morgan approached the chaotic scene, his voice slicing through the tension like a knife. “What on earth is going on here?” His eyes darted from Vivian, whose face was streaked with tears, to the disarray around them.

Vivian’s sobs punctuated her words, each syllable heavy with emotion. “I went upstairs to find Lillian, to tell her it was time to eat. But when I reached my sister’s room, I saw her fiddling with the combination lock on my sister’s drawer. I thought it might contain the prescriptions my sister had left behind, so I asked her for them. But she insisted they belonged to her mother and even accused me of killing her mother. In the heat of our argument, she lost control and pushed me down the stairs.”

Morgan’s brow furrowed in disbelief. “A combination lock?” His mind raced back to the countless attempts he had made to unlock that very drawer, each time met with stubborn resistance. The thought that Lillian had managed to open it so effortlessly was astonishing.

Vivian’s voice trembled as she confirmed, “Yes, the lock in my sister’s bedroom.”

At that moment, Chloe burst into the room, her eyes widening in horror at the sight of blood trickling down her mother’s leg. “Mom, are you all right?” she exclaimed, panic lacing her voice.

Vivian quickly shook her head, trying to reassure her daughter. “I’m fine. Please, don’t blame Lillian. I truly believe she didn’t mean for this to happen.”

But Chloe’s expression twisted into one of fury as she glared at Lillian, who stood defiantly by the staircase. “Lillian, don’t you think you’ve gone too far? My mother has shown you nothing but patience, yet you repay her kindness with cruelty. You’ve hurt her, and for what? Because of you, Dad lost all his dignity; Grandpa ended up in the hospital; and now, today, you’ve injured my mom. Are you trying to drag the entire Sinclair family into the grave along with your mother before you’re satisfied?”

The air around them thickened with whispers, the crowd casting judgmental glances at Lillian, their disdain palpable.

Henry’s expression hardened, his eyes narrowing as he focused on Lillian. “Lillian, you’ve crossed a line. No matter what, she is still your stepmother. For two years after your mother passed, she cared for you with all her heart. How could you treat her this way?”

Lillian descended the stairs slowly, a bitter smile curling her lips. “Stepmother? Cared for me with all her heart? Ha! Mr. Henry, are you trying to manipulate me with a sense of morality? If Madam Vivian hadn’t been so ‘diligent,’ how else could I have gone missing? Isn’t that right, Madam Vivian?”

In that moment, panic flickered in Vivian’s eyes, but she quickly lowered her gaze, her lashes brushing against her cheeks, reddened with unshed tears. “Yes, it was my fault. I didn’t take good enough care of you. I took you out and wasn’t careful; I let you get lost.”

“All these years, your disappearance has haunted me. I haven’t known a moment of peace, day or night. I prayed constantly for your safety. But I swear, I didn’t mean for any of this to happen. I truly didn’t.” Her voice trembled as she looked up at Henry, her eyes glistening with tears that threatened to spill over.