Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 524

**Chapter 524: The Truth Back Then**

Sebastian reached into the depths of the desk drawer, his fingers brushing against various papers before he finally retrieved a folder, its edges slightly frayed. He extended it toward Lillian, his expression serious. “This is Jake’s statement. I believe you deserve to know the truth.”

Taking the folder from him, Lillian felt a wave of apprehension wash over her. She opened it slowly, her heart pounding as she extracted the papers within. As her eyes skimmed over the words, a mixture of dread and anger bubbled up inside her.

She had harbored suspicions for a long time, but seeing Vivian’s machinations laid out in stark black and white ignited a fury within her that she could hardly contain.

The revelation struck her like a bolt of lightning: her mother had indeed been murdered by Vivian. The details were horrific—Vivian had bribed Zoe’s husband, promising him a staggering five hundred thousand dollars to run down Catherine. But fate had dealt a cruel hand, as Zoe’s husband had met his own tragic end in that very accident.

The narrative twisted further. After the catastrophe, Zoe had married Jake, and it was during this time that Jake stumbled upon the dark truth of the scheme. In a desperate attempt to leverage the information, he sought to blackmail Vivian. But Vivian, ever the puppet master, had turned the tables on him, selling him into the clutches of human traffickers and leaving Zoe to endure a life of torment in the mountains.

With these sinister moves, Vivian had positioned herself to take over Mrs. Sinclair’s role, and Chloe had unwittingly inherited the title of the Sinclair family’s eldest daughter. Lillian couldn’t help but admire the cold precision with which Vivian had orchestrated her plans; they were ruthless, calculated, and utterly devoid of empathy.

“Are you absolutely certain?” Lillian’s voice trembled, a mixture of disbelief and dread permeating her words.

Sebastian met her gaze with unwavering intensity, his expression earnest. “We had our sources confirm it. Everything is true. Your mother’s accident was no mere coincidence; it was a carefully orchestrated act, and your own disappearance was part of the same sinister plot.”

As the weight of his words sank in, Lillian felt her eyes sting with unshed tears. The pain in her voice was palpable as she whispered, “Did she truly despise us that much? Was she willing to take our lives just to fulfill her ambitions? Could the allure of being Mrs. Sinclair really blind her so completely that she would abandon all sense of morality?”

Sebastian, sensing her turmoil, enveloped her in a comforting embrace, his voice soft yet firm. “It’s all in the past now. You don’t have to carry this burden alone anymore. Just tell me how you envision Vivian’s end.”

But Lillian pushed him away, her resolve hardening like steel. “No. This is my fight. I will exact my own revenge. I will ensure that Vivian pays for every single atrocity she has committed.”

Inside the cave, a series of heavy iron doors and layered locks greeted them. As they unlocked and pushed through the final door, an elevator came into view, its metallic frame gleaming under the dim light. The group stepped inside, anticipation palpable in the air.

When the elevator doors opened again, they were met with a sight that left them momentarily speechless: a clandestine research facility sprawled out before them.

A cluster of men in white lab coats busily monitored the machines, their expressions grave and focused. Each capsule-shaped bed contained a figure, the implications of which sent a shiver down Nicholas’s spine.

The man in the black coat beside Nicholas smirked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “Not too shabby, Nicholas. I had thought your base was obliterated by the Dracovia faction. I clearly underestimated your resourcefulness.”

Nicholas allowed a cold smile to slip onto his lips. “Let’s not be too courteous. Even the cleverest of rabbits have multiple burrows—people are no different. Moreover, I believe that if this endeavor succeeds, it will significantly benefit our side of the conflict.”

The man chuckled, a glint of admiration in his eyes. “Well then, I eagerly await your good news, Nicholas. And about the medical exchange conference—you promised me something. Where is it?”