Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 498

**The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 498**
**Chapter 498: Daylen’s Regret**

The car came to a halt right in front of the girls’ dormitory, the engine purring softly before silence enveloped the air.

Above the entrance, four bold characters loomed ominously: “Men Not Allowed.” The sign seemed almost to mock anyone daring to venture beyond its threshold.

Foster, ever the diligent assistant, glanced up at Sebastian, his brow slightly furrowed. “Mr. Whitmore, should I reach out to Ms. Winona? She might have some insight into Ms. Harrington’s whereabouts,” he suggested, his tone both respectful and hopeful.

Sebastian offered a brief nod, his expression unreadable but his intent clear.

With practiced efficiency, Foster dialed the number, and it rang only once before connecting. Elsie’s voice broke through the static, curious and slightly surprised. “Hello? Who’s this?”

“Good day, Ms. Winona,” Foster replied promptly. “This is Foster. I’m inquiring about Ms. Harrington. Unfortunately, she hasn’t been responding to her phone.”

There was a slight pause on the other end as Elsie processed the information. “Ah, you’re the special assistant! Hello there. No, Lillian isn’t here with us. If my memory serves me right, she’s definitely in the lab at this hour.”

“Understood. Thank you for your help, Ms. Winona.” Foster ended the call, a sense of purpose igniting within him.

From the back seat, a voice, cold as ice, cut through the air. “To the lab.”

Foster gripped the steering wheel with renewed determination, pivoting the car sharply towards the research building, the tires crunching over gravel as they sped away.

Just then, a figure emerged from the dormitory’s entrance. It was Laney, her gaze fixed on the car as it vanished into the distance. Suspicion flickered in her eyes, and without a moment’s thought, her feet propelled her forward, chasing after the vehicle as if it held the answers to her unspoken questions.

Returning to his workstation, he buried himself in his experiments, desperately trying to convince himself that nothing significant had just transpired.

As Sebastian carried Lillian from the lab, curious heads turned, whispers trailing behind them like a soft breeze. Foster stepped forward, opening the car door with a swift motion.

Sebastian carefully placed Lillian into the seat beside him, ensuring she was comfortable. Once the door clicked shut, Foster pulled away from the research building, the sound of the engine a stark contrast to the tension that had just unfolded.

Not far off, hidden behind a column, Laney observed the scene unfold. Watching the way the man treated the girl with such tenderness stirred something within her. She told herself she felt no envy, but deep down, she knew that was a lie. Beneath that envy lay a gnawing sense of unwillingness, a feeling she couldn’t quite shake.

Inside the car, Sebastian brushed a few strands of hair from Lillian’s forehead, tucking them gently to the side.

It was the first time he had seen her adorned in a pristine white lab coat; she exuded an unexpected professionalism that took him by surprise. He couldn’t help but envision a future where she donned a doctor’s uniform, focused and serious, her beauty magnified by her dedication. The thought sent a flutter through him, igniting a spark of hope amidst the shadows of uncertainty.