Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 557

**The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 557**

A palpable silence enveloped the room as Lillian made her unexpected entrance, the air thick with disbelief and intrigue.

“Who is this girl?” a voice whispered from the crowd, barely concealing the shock.

“She’s Catherine’s daughter, the child born to Henry’s first wife,” another replied, the words heavy with historical weight.

“Wasn’t that child supposed to have died young?” a third voice chimed in, skepticism lacing the question.

“No, she’s alive,” came the answer, a hint of surprise coloring the tone. “She even graced the Sinclair Group’s charity gala last time. Honestly, she bears an uncanny resemblance to Catherine.”

“Indeed,” someone else added, nostalgia creeping into their voice. “Catherine was one of Kingston’s most gifted women. It’s such a tragedy that her life was cut short.”

On the stage, Henry stood frozen, his gaze locked onto Lillian, who had just materialized before him like a ghost from the past. A wave of unease washed over him, stirring emotions he thought he had buried long ago. “Lillian, why are you here?” he finally managed to ask, his voice a mix of confusion and concern.

With a flick of her wrist, Lillian extracted a sleek black invitation card from her bag, shaking it lightly as if to emphasize her point. “That’s quite the amusing question, don’t you think? Ms. Chloe personally delivered this to me. If I hadn’t shown up, it would have been a direct insult to her. But judging by the expressions on all your faces, I can only assume my presence is unwelcome?” She tossed the invitation onto the long table with a flourish, the card landing with a definitive thud.

Vivian, struggling to mask her discomfort, forced a smile that barely reached her eyes. “How could that be? We’re genuinely pleased you came. Today marks a significant occasion for the Sinclair family. Now we can finally say we are all together as one.”

Morgan’s eyes clouded with sorrow as he looked at Lillian. “Child, must you persist in clinging to the past? This behavior will only leave your mother restless in her grave.”

Beth’s gaze was sharp and unforgiving as she glared at Lillian. “Your mother died in a car accident. That fact is indisputable. You went missing because of Vivian’s carelessness. How long are you going to keep dredging this up? To bring this out today, of all days—what is your true intention? Do you simply want to ruin this moment for the Sinclair family?”

Lillian strolled over to the long table, her movements graceful and deliberate as she picked up a glass of red wine, swirling it gently. She exuded an air of languid confidence, reminiscent of a cunning little fox. After taking a delicate sip, she turned to Beth, her eyes glinting with mischief. “Beth, that’s quite an intriguing perspective. What do you mean, what am I after? My mother dies in a car accident, and shortly thereafter, I vanish. Don’t you find that a tad too coincidental? All I seek is an answer. Is that too much to ask?”

Chloe, unable to contain her fury any longer, stormed forward, her voice rising in indignation. “Lillian, what on earth do you mean? Time and again, you come here to stir trouble for the Sinclair family. What is it that you truly want? Your mother perished in that car crash because she deserved it. She was cheap and meddled where she didn’t belong. She knew Dad was meant for my mom, yet she intruded anyway. That was her retribution. And you—you’re nothing but a bastard born of a cheap woman. Losing you was simply your fate. You were never meant to be the Sinclair family’s eldest daughter.”