Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 608

**Chapter 608: Laney’s Ending**

Lilian struggled to her feet, her body trembling as if the very ground beneath her was unstable. Just as she felt her strength wane and her legs threatened to buckle, a firm hand gripped her arm. The man behind her, Sebastian, looked at her with concern etched on his face. “Lilian, what do you need? Just tell me, and I’ll make it happen,” he urged, his voice steady, a promise of support.

Her gaze met his, a mixture of desperation and fear swirling within her. “Isabelle has a ruptured spleen,” she managed to choke out, her voice trembling. “She’s lost too much blood. We need to get her to a hospital, and we need to do it now!” The urgency of her words hung in the air, a palpable tension that seemed to electrify the atmosphere.

Sebastian’s expression hardened as he processed her words. Without hesitation, he turned to Foster, who stood nearby, ready for orders. “Get them to the hospital immediately. Find the best doctors available,” he commanded, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Meanwhile, Eric was already springing into action, barking orders to his men to assist in carrying both Isabelle and Elsie out of the chaotic scene. The urgency was palpable, each second counting as they rushed to save lives.

Just then, the door swung open, and in strode Unno, dragging a disheveled figure behind him. With a rough motion, he tossed the person onto the ground. “Caught this one trying to make a run for it,” he announced, a hint of triumph in his voice.

Sebastian’s icy gaze fell upon the woman sprawled on the floor. “So it was you,” he stated coldly, recognizing her instantly.

Laney, looking wild and frantic, lifted her tear-streaked face to meet Sebastian’s gaze. “Sebastian, please! You have to help me! This woman is insane! She’s killed so many people! She’s completely unhinged!” Panic laced her voice as she recalled the havoc Lilian had unleashed moments before. The realization that she had underestimated Lilian’s strength began to dawn on her, filling her with dread.

Lilian, her expression a mask of icy resolve, regarded Laney with a chilling calm. She recalled the vulnerable states of Isabelle and Elsie, and with slow, deliberate steps, she approached the quivering woman. Her voice was a mere whisper, yet it carried an edge sharper than any blade. “Who is the person backing you?”

Laney’s eyes darted around, panic rising within her. “I don’t know what you’re talking about!” she blurted out, her voice rising in pitch.

With a swift motion, Lilian seized Laney by her collar, forcing her to meet her fierce gaze. “I asked you, who is the person backing you?” Her voice was a low growl, filled with an intensity that demanded answers.

Laney, caught in the web of fear and bravado, suddenly erupted into laughter, a sound that echoed eerily in the tense room. “Aren’t you impressive, Lilian? If you’re so clever, then go ahead and find them yourself. Hahahaha! I’d love to see just how far your brilliance can take you.”

Lilian paused momentarily, her back still turned to Laney. “Hate me all you want. Carry your bitterness with you, and let’s see if we can truly be together forever,” she replied flatly, her voice devoid of emotion. Without a backward glance, she continued on her path, leaving Laney to stew in her rage.

Sebastian turned his head slightly, his gaze landing on the woman on the floor. A glint of ruthless determination flickered in his eyes, a promise of retribution that lingered in the air.

Meanwhile, in a distant apartment, a woman stood rigidly at the window, her expression taut with tension. She listened intently as the man behind her recounted the events that had unfolded.

Once he finished, her hand flew out, striking him across the face with a sharp crack. “Useless! You couldn’t even handle one woman, and you dare return to me?” she seethed, her voice a low growl of frustration.

The man lowered his head, shame washing over him. “Yes, I admit my incompetence. But Miss, that Lilian is far more skilled than we anticipated. Almost all of our men were taken down. If I hadn’t sensed trouble and left early, I fear I would have ended up in that man’s clutches myself.”

As the tension in the room thickened, the woman’s eyes narrowed. “Then we must regroup and devise a new plan. I refuse to let this end here.”