Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 534

**The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 534**

Morgan’s lips curled into a disdainful sneer, his gaze piercing. “As long as you’re absolutely certain. Since you’ve made your choice, you can explain it to the board yourself. And let me be clear—should you find yourself regretting this decision later on, don’t come crying to me. This choice was yours to make, and yours alone.”

Henry met his father’s steely gaze with a firm nod. “Yes, I understand,” he replied, his voice steady, though a flicker of uncertainty lingered in his eyes.

Morgan leaned back in his chair, casually inquiring, “How’s the preparation for the new drug launch coming along?”

At this question, Henry’s expression tightened, a shadow crossing his features. “Almost ready. The launch is scheduled for next week, as planned,” he responded, his tone clipped, betraying the pressure he felt.

Noticing the distraction in his son’s demeanor, Morgan’s voice turned icy, slicing through the room’s tension. “It had better be flawless, Henry. If anything goes awry, don’t expect any sympathy. You can step down as general manager. I’m not as young as I used to be—I can’t assist you much anymore. Whether you navigate this crisis successfully will depend entirely on your own capabilities.” With those final words, he rose from the table, leaving Henry to stew in the weight of his father’s expectations as he exited the dining room.

The week rolled on, and Friday finally arrived. Once the final bell rang, Lillian stepped out of school, her heart light with anticipation.

Just outside the gates, a sleek black sedan waited patiently at the curb, its polished surface gleaming under the afternoon sun. Standing beside it was Mr. Merrick, his presence warm and welcoming as he smiled at her.

Lillian blinked in surprise, her steps quickening as she approached him. “What are you doing here?” she asked, a hint of curiosity in her voice.

Mr. Merrick’s eyes sparkled with gentle affection as he regarded her. “Why, my dear, I’m here to take my granddaughter out for dinner, of course,” he replied, his smile broadening. He took her hand in his, guiding her toward the car with an air of paternal pride. “Come on. Tonight, you’ll dine with me, and afterward, I’ll show you the family home. You’ve been back for a while now, and yet you haven’t had the chance to visit.”

The vehicle glided smoothly along the roads toward the Phillips family estate, the scenery transforming from the bustling city to the serene outskirts.

While it may not rival the grandeur of Ravenwood Manor, owning such an exquisite property in Kingston was no insignificant achievement. Every inch of the estate exuded refinement and elegance, meticulously designed with an artist’s eye for detail.

“Well? What do you think? Not too shabby, is it?” Merrick asked, his smile radiating pride.

They stepped inside the estate, and Lillian was immediately struck by the lavish yet dignified interior. The grandeur was tastefully balanced, with a full set of rosewood furniture lending an air of solemn elegance to the rooms.

Merrick let out a hearty laugh. “I know that young people often find this style outdated. If you prefer something more modern, just let me know—I’ll have Andy redecorate to suit your tastes.”

“No, no, really,” Lillian interjected quickly, her eyes sparkling with appreciation. “I think this is wonderful—majestic and elegant without sacrificing refinement.”

Merrick’s eyes softened as he looked at her, a deep affection evident in his gaze. “Come along, let me show you the bedroom I had prepared for you. I wasn’t sure what style you’d like, so I asked Venus to design it especially for you.” With that, he led her up the grand staircase, excitement bubbling in his voice.

They paused before a door on the third floor. As it swung open, Lillian stood frozen in awe, her breath catching in her throat.

The room was expansive, stretching over a hundred square meters, adorned in soft ivory tones intertwined with delicate shades of pale pink. It felt like stepping into a dream, a space that was both understated and luxurious. A wide ivory bed, piled high with plush dolls, stood beneath a draped canopy, reminiscent of a fairy tale princess’s chamber. Nearby, a delicate vanity sparkled invitingly, and beyond it lay a broad open-air terrace, offering a breathtaking view of the garden below.