Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 585

**TITLE: The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 585**
**Chapter 585: Laney’s Downfall**

At the grand entrance of the hall, a striking figure emerged—a girl whose delicate features were framed by tousled hair, the wind playfully dancing through it. Despite the pallor of her complexion, her beauty was nothing short of mesmerizing. The black trench coat she wore draped elegantly over her slender frame, exuding an air of sophistication and undeniable grace.

As she stepped inside, a ripple of excitement surged through the crowd, igniting whispers that filled the air like electricity.

“Isn’t that the chairman’s fiancée?” one voice exclaimed, barely containing the thrill of recognition.

“Of course! Did you catch what she just said? The signs are all there,” another replied, eyes wide with intrigue.

“Wait—doesn’t she seem familiar?” a third voice chimed in, curiosity piqued.

“That’s Lillian, the top scorer of the SATs. She achieved a perfect score and secured her place at Capital University. She was already a sensation back in her Solara days,” someone informed, realization dawning.

“That explains it. And honestly? She’s far more stunning than Laney,” another voice added, tinged with envy.

Across the room, Laney’s eyes widened in disbelief, her heart racing as she locked her gaze onto the approaching figure. “What are you doing here?” she whispered, her voice barely above a breath.

Lillian’s smile was anything but warm; it sliced through the tension like a knife. “What a peculiar question, Ms. Laney. You made quite the spectacle by announcing that you were carrying my fiancé’s child. How could I possibly stay away? Or did you wish I wouldn’t show up? I considered you a friend, yet you seemed to forget that when you continuously confessed your feelings to my fiancé. Did you ever stop to think about me?”

Each word dripped with disdain, and Laney felt her cheeks burn with humiliation. She stood frozen, unable to muster a response, the weight of Lillian’s accusations pressing down on her.

Suddenly, Sebastian descended from the stage, his eyes lighting up at the sight of Lillian. “Lillian, you actually came,” he said, a hint of relief evident in his tone.

Lillian returned his smile, softening the moment. “You called me last night, remember? You wanted me here.” There was an unspoken understanding between them, a bond that transcended words.

Sebastian enveloped her in his arms, inhaling deeply as if to draw strength from her presence. “I’m so sorry for causing you worry. I wanted to tell you sooner, but I couldn’t bear the thought of you feeling the sting of betrayal from someone you thought was a friend. So, I kept it from you.”

Foster, ever the vigilant protector, stepped in to shield them from the onslaught. “The chairman’s fiancée will be officially introduced at a later date by our CEO. Today’s press conference was solely focused on Ms. Laney. Now that the matter has been resolved, I kindly ask you all to remain here.”

Laney’s eyes blazed with fury as she watched Sebastian shield Lillian from the prying eyes of the crowd, their figures gradually fading from her view. Her features contorted with rage and despair, and suddenly, a sharp, debilitating pain pierced through her abdomen. She crumpled to the floor, the world around her spinning.

“What’s wrong with you?” someone nearby exclaimed, concern etched on their face.

Laney’s complexion turned a ghostly white, cold sweat beading on her forehead. Her voice trembled, barely audible. “M-my stomach hurts…”

A glance downward revealed her white pants stained with crimson, a horrifying sight that sent shockwaves through the onlookers.

“Call an ambulance! Hurry!” a panicked voice shouted. “Something’s seriously wrong!”