Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 596

**Chapter 596: Skyreach Group Takes Control of Sinclair Group**

Henry found himself ensconced in the backseat of the car, the oppressive silence wrapping around him like a heavy shroud. The world outside blurred past in a haze, but his mind was a tempest of thoughts and emotions. Morgan, his father, sat beside him, gazing out the window, seemingly lost in contemplation, while the security team formed a protective barrier around them, navigating through the chaos that had erupted in the boardroom moments earlier.

Today was monumental—a pivotal juncture marking the end of Henry’s reign, a reign that had once been vibrant with ambition and dreams but now felt like a crumbling edifice before his very eyes. The weight of that loss pressed heavily on his chest, making it difficult to breathe.

Just as the car began to pull away, a press release from Skyreach Group shattered the fragile calm that had settled over them: “Skyreach Group has successfully acquired a controlling stake in Sinclair Pharmaceuticals.” The announcement echoed through the industry, sending shockwaves of disbelief rippling across the business landscape. No one had expected the Sinclair Group, a stalwart titan in the pharmaceutical arena, to change hands so abruptly—especially not to their fiercest rival, Skyreach Group.

As the news spread like wildfire, many mourned the fall of the Sinclair legacy, while an insatiable curiosity about Skyreach Group began to take root. Despite being a relatively new player in Kingston, the company had ascended to prominence with astonishing speed. Wherever it ventured, it left an indelible mark, yet the true architects behind its success remained shrouded in mystery, igniting a fervent desire among industry insiders to uncover the truth lurking beneath the surface.

Back at the Sinclair family villa, the atmosphere was thick with tension. Henry’s gaze was fixated on the front page of the newspaper, the headline glaring back at him like a personal affront. Rage surged within him, and with a swift, forceful motion, he hurled the paper to the floor, where it landed with a dull thud that echoed in the otherwise silent room.

Morgan, unfazed by his son’s fury, continued to prepare tea with deliberate calmness, his movements steady and unhurried. He cast a sidelong glance at Henry, his demeanor unruffled. “Isn’t this a blessing in disguise? The issues you struggled to resolve have been taken care of by Skyreach. Now you can finally take a breather.”

“Dad!” Henry’s voice erupted, a tempest of disbelief and frustration. “How can you so easily relinquish everything you fought so hard to build? Everything we built together?”

Morgan’s response was devoid of emotion, his voice flat and unwavering. “It’s not about willingness or reluctance. I am old, Henry. The fight has drained me. I dedicated my life to the Sinclair Group, and now that chapter is closed. I want nothing more than to enjoy a peaceful cup of tea.” He lifted the steaming cup to his lips, inhaling the aromatic steam as if it were the very essence of tranquility.

Henry’s eyes blazed with defiance, the fire within him refusing to be extinguished. “No. This is unacceptable. Sinclair Group is the culmination of the Sinclair family’s blood, sweat, and tears. I refuse to let Skyreach take it without a fight. I will reclaim what is ours.”

Morgan met Henry’s gaze, his own steady and unwavering. “And what exactly do you propose to do about it?”

After a moment of contemplation, Henry’s voice grew resolute, determination hardening his features. “Give me your thirty percent of the shares. With my fifteen percent, that would give me forty-five. That should be enough to regain control.”

Morgan took a measured sip of his tea before responding, his tone calm yet firm. “That’s impossible.”

Morgan shook his head slowly, his resolve unyielding. “I’m not joking. The shares rightfully belong to Lillian.”

“Why?” Henry’s voice rose in incredulity. “Why, Dad? Am I not your son?!”

Morgan’s gaze was unwavering, his conviction clear as he spoke. “Those shares originally belonged to Catherine. You know as well as I do that Sinclair Group achieved its heights because of her contributions. Transferring them to Lillian is simply just.”

Henry’s face contorted in a tumult of confusion and fury. “And what about me? Did you ever consider my feelings when you made that decision? Did you ever think of Chloe? Did you ever think of this family? Lillian doesn’t even see herself as part of the Sinclair legacy—she has no right to inherit those shares!”

As the weight of Morgan’s decision settled between them, the air crackled with unspoken emotions, leaving Henry grappling with a profound sense of betrayal. The realization that his father had chosen Lillian over him ignited a firestorm of resentment and desperation within him. This was not merely about shares or control; it was about legacy, identity, and the very essence of what it meant to be a Sinclair. The familial bonds that once seemed unbreakable now felt frayed and fragile, leaving Henry teetering on the edge of a precipice. He was a man caught in the crosshairs of ambition and familial loyalty, struggling to reconcile his desire for power with the love he felt for his family, even as it threatened to slip through his fingers.

Outside, the world continued to spin, blissfully unaware of the turmoil brewing within the Sinclair villa. Chloe, eavesdropping on the confrontation, felt a deep pang of empathy for Henry, recognizing the turmoil that came with the loss of a legacy built on dreams and sacrifices. She stood at the threshold, torn between her love for him and the weight of the truth she had just learned. In that moment, she understood that the road ahead would be fraught with challenges, not just for Henry, but for their relationship as well. The path to reclaiming the Sinclair legacy would demand more than just resolve; it would require a reckoning with the past, the acceptance of new realities, and the courage to forge a future that honored both ambition and family. As the shadows of the past loomed large, the question remained: could Henry rise from the ashes of his father’s choices, or would he be consumed by the very obsession that once fueled his dreams?