Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 603

**TITLE: The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 603**
**CONTENT: Chapter 603 Lancy’s Ending 3**

Laney’s expression shifted in an instant, her eyes turning as frigid as ice. “What person backing me? I don’t understand,” she replied, her voice laced with confusion but tinged with an undercurrent of defiance.

Lilian’s lips curled into a mocking sneer, her confidence radiating from her posture. “Oh, spare me your little games, Laney. I am well aware of your capabilities. If you didn’t have someone orchestrating things from the shadows, you wouldn’t have been able to pull off all this chaos.”

Laney met Lilian’s gaze, and suddenly, laughter erupted from her lips, bright and mocking. “So, you’ve figured it out, have you? How unfortunate for you that it will do you no good. Do you want to know why?” She leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “That day, when I prepared the milk tea for you, I added a special medicinal primer. The cigarette I just smoked? It contains another potent substance. When these two elements combine, they create a neurotoxin so lethal that it’s beyond comprehension. In simpler terms, Lilian, you are already a victim of it. Are you aware of what this neurotoxin will do to you?”

Lilian’s dark eyes narrowed, her interest piqued. “I’m listening,” she replied, her tone icy yet intrigued.

Laney reclined on the sofa, a picture of relaxed confidence. She took a languid drag from her cigarette, exhaling small, delicate smoke rings that danced in the air. A triumphant smile played on her lips as she continued, “This toxin will gradually erode your thoughts, piece by piece, leaving you utterly at the mercy of others. You will forget everyone around you—yes, including your beloved Sebastian. At that moment, you will become nothing more than a puppet in our hands. We’ll direct you to the east, and you’ll go; we’ll command you to the west, and you’ll follow.

And when we sell you off to the most remote, impoverished, and degrading place to do the most unspeakable things, tell me, will your Sebastian still love you then?”

“Is that so?” Lilian replied, her voice cold and unyielding. “You harbor a deep-seated hatred for me, don’t you? But what makes you so certain that I’ve already succumbed to your so-called neurotoxin?”

Laney’s voice was unwavering as she asserted, “I personally added the substance to the milk tea, and I infused the cigarette I just smoked with it. How could I possibly be mistaken?”

The booth door swung open, and a group of men clad in black short-sleeved shirts strode in, their muscular builds and prominent tattoos making them appear formidable.

Laney’s smile took on a sinister edge as she regarded Lilian. “What do you think? Did you expect this? Did you really think you were without a backup plan? If you had been poisoned, we would have whisked you away quietly. But since you’re wide awake, it complicates things a bit. No matter; we’ll just let you suffer a little before we take you away. It’s all the same.”

She turned her gaze to the men in black beside her, her voice firm and unwavering. “Get to work. This is Lilian, your target for today.”

Without hesitation, the men in black lunged toward Lilian, their intentions clear and their movements swift.