Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 491

**TITLE: The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 491**
**CONTENT: Chapter 491 News Exposed**

As Sebastian prepared to extinguish the warm glow of the desk lamp, a sudden buzz erupted from the phone resting on the table beside him, its screen illuminating with urgency.

He picked it up, his gaze flickering over the name displayed, yet his demeanor remained as unyielding as stone. With a deliberate motion, he switched off the lamp, stepping silently out of the room before finally answering the call.

“Morgan, it’s late; what brings you to seek Lillian at this hour?” Sebastian’s tone was icy, devoid of any warmth.

Morgan’s voice came through, laced with confusion. “And you are?”

A sharp, humorless laugh escaped Sebastian’s lips. “What, did Henry fail to mention that Lillian is engaged?”

Morgan shot a quick, incredulous glance towards Henry, who was silently observing the unfolding drama. “Ah, I see. I apologize for the late disturbance; it’s urgent, and I needed to ask Lillian something important.”

Sebastian strolled over to the bar situated in the bedroom, his fingers wrapping around the cool stem of a glass filled with deep red wine. He took a measured sip, savoring the rich flavor as he replied, “Lillian is already resting. Whatever it is, you’ll have to wait until tomorrow.”

Just then, Chloe, who had been listening intently from a distance, seized the phone from Sebastian’s grip.

Her voice softened, almost pleading. “Mr. Whitmore? It’s Chloe. My mother is missing, and I wanted to ask Lillian if she might have taken her somewhere.”

Sebastian let out another cold laugh, his eyes narrowing. “Does Ms. Chloe ever pause to think before she speaks? Your mother is a grown woman; how could Lillian possibly have taken her away?” With a swift motion, he ended the call, the abrupt disconnection echoing in the tense air.

Chloe stared at the darkened screen, her fury boiling over. Without a second thought, she hurled the phone onto the nearby sofa, frustration radiating from her every pore.

“Did you at least find out if Lillian took your mother?” Henry inquired, his voice laced with concern.

Chloe shot back, her anger palpable. “Don’t ask me—I don’t know!” She rose abruptly, storming up the staircase, each step heavy with indignation.

Morgan sighed deeply, the weight of the situation pressing down on him. “Enough. We’ll try again tomorrow; at this hour, there’s nothing more to be done.” He too retreated to his room, seeking solace in the quiet darkness.

Morgan, witnessing the transformation on his son’s face, quickly grabbed another newspaper. As he read the damning content, he erupted, “How could she do something so disgraceful? Where is she? Where is she?” His voice boomed, directed at Henry, who stood frozen, grappling with the reality of the situation.

The commotion reverberated through the house, drawing Beth and Chloe down from their respective rooms, their expressions a mixture of confusion and concern.

“What happened?” Beth asked, her brow furrowed as she took in the sight of their enraged faces.

Morgan thrust the newspaper towards her, his voice sharp and accusatory. “Look! Look at what your precious daughter-in-law has done! Caught in bed—see for yourself! This is the virtuous, respectable woman you’ve been praising!”

Beth bent down, her hands trembling as she picked up the paper. Her eyes fell upon the shocking image: Vivian and a man, completely exposed, sprawled across a bed in a compromising position; the photograph was raw, unfiltered, and utterly damning.

Chloe stood frozen in place, her expression vacant, disbelief washing over her. “No… no, it’s impossible. My mother would never do something like this; she must have been framed.” She rushed to Henry, desperation lacing her voice as she pleaded, “Dad, mom must have been set up, right?”

Henry’s mind was a whirlwind of chaos, the image from the newspaper replaying endlessly in his thoughts, each cycle deepening the sense of betrayal and confusion that consumed him.