Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 522

**Chapter 522: Curtain Falls**

Lillian’s smile took on a mischievous edge, a glimmer of cunning dancing in her eyes. “What can I say? Growing up in the countryside has its quirks—I’m not exactly refined. My words might sting a bit, but they get the job done, especially when dealing with troublemakers. If Ms. Madison is ready to pay me to walk away, then I’d better do some calculations. Just how much is the granddaughter of the Phillips family worth? I’m not one to take losses lightly.”

“You truly are something else,” Merrick remarked, a mix of amusement and exasperation in his voice. “Sebastian’s indulgence has turned you into quite the handful. Do you really believe that the identity of the Phillips family’s granddaughter can be quantified in monetary terms? It represents untold wealth and prestige.”

“Is it really that impressive?” Lillian feigned surprise, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she turned to Madison, her smile innocent and disarming. “Well then, Auntie, I think I’ll pass on that deal. It sounds like I’d be the one losing out here. As for whether I can squeeze a penny from the Phillips family, I trust that Mr. Merrick will treat me fairly, won’t you?”

“You know I will,” Merrick replied, his tone warm, trying to diffuse the tension in the air.

In mere moments, Lillian had managed to dissolve the brewing storm, leaving even Madison taken aback by the audacity of such a young woman. The charity gala, intended to be a grand affair, had devolved into a farce, all thanks to Lillian’s unexpected defiance.

**Phillips Villa**

Once they returned home, Merrick, feeling the weight of the evening’s events, headed straight for bed. Madison, who had anticipated a moment of conversation, found her hopes dashed when he turned her away without a word.

Inside the main house, Madison’s fury bubbled over. She stormed into her bedroom, a whirlwind of rage, and began smashing everything in sight. The sound of shattering glass and splintering wood echoed through the room as she vented her frustration.

Seating herself on the vanity stool, her expression was a mask of fury as she glared at her reflection in the mirror. In a fit of rage, she seized a compact mirror and hurled it at the glass, watching with satisfaction as cracks spiderwebbed outwards from the center.

“Lillian, Lillian, that little brat—how dare she look down on me!” she spat, her voice dripping with venom.

Suddenly, her phone rang, cutting through the chaos. Madison took a moment to steady her breathing, then answered curtly, “What is it?”

“I heard the old man has recognized that little girl as his granddaughter,” a man’s voice sneered on the other end.

“That’s right,” Madison confirmed. “Have you made a decision regarding my offer? I see Mr. Whitmore is quite smitten with Ms. Harrington. If you don’t act now, this opportunity may slip through your fingers.”

Laney’s eyes narrowed, a spark of determination igniting within her. “You can really help me get rid of her?”

Madison’s lips curled into a cold smirk. “If you adhere to my terms, I assure you, you’ll be more than satisfied. So, are you prepared to cooperate?”

After a brief moment of hesitation, a ruthless glint flickered in Laney’s eyes. “All right. I’m in.”

“Excellent. Tomorrow at eleven—coffee shop across from Capital University,” Madison instructed, her voice dripping with authority.

As she hung up, Madison rose from her seat and moved to the window, gazing out at the faint lights of the main house. Her eyes hardened, reflecting the steel of her resolve. “You’ve forced my hand,” she murmured, a chilling determination settling over her.