Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 610

**TITLE: The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 610**
**CONTENT: Chapter 610 The Big Boss Behind the Scenes**

A fleeting shadow of seriousness crossed Merrick’s features, momentarily darkening his usually composed demeanor. “You may leave now. I need some solitude,” he instructed, his voice low yet firm, an echo of the weight pressing down on his heart.

Eric nodded, sensing the shift in the atmosphere, and quietly exited the study, closing the door behind him with a soft click. Merrick’s gaze drifted to the mahogany drawer beside him. With a deliberate motion, he opened it, revealing a black wooden box that seemed to pulse with secrets. He lifted the lid and gently extracted a photograph nestled within. His fingertips grazed its surface, stirring a wave of emotions—sorrow, helplessness, and an unending attachment that tightened around his chest like a vice.

At that moment, the study door creaked open, interrupting his reverie.

Xavier stepped in, his posture respectful, almost deferential. “Sir, you were looking for me,” he announced, his voice steady but laced with curiosity.

Merrick’s eyes remained fixed on the photograph for a heartbeat longer before he returned it to its resting place within the box. “What has she been up to lately?” he inquired, his tone casual yet heavy with unspoken concern.

Xavier, quick to respond, replied, “The Miss hasn’t been particularly active of late. Just indulging in tea and beauty treatments with the socialites of Kingston. However, she did visit a hospital some time ago to see a student named Laney.”

Merrick’s expression shifted from mild interest to shock. “What did you say?” he exclaimed, his voice rising slightly. “Who did she visit?”

“She visited a student from Capital University named Laney,” Xavier clarified, noting the sudden intensity in Merrick’s demeanor.

A flicker of realization ignited in Merrick’s eyes. “Ah, so that’s the reason. No wonder I was puzzled by her silence for so long. It seems she has been orchestrating everything from the shadows today. Excellent. Very excellent.”

Xavier observed the old master’s face, noting the simmering anger that flared beneath the surface. “What are our next steps?” he asked, eager to act on the unfolding situation.

Merrick rose from his chair, determination radiating from him as he strode to the bookshelf. He retrieved a file, handing it to Xavier with a sense of urgency. “This is what that Whitmore family boy has uncovered. I want you to review it thoroughly.”

Hesitation flickered across Xavier’s face as he accepted the file. He opened it, his eyes scanning the documents within, only to be met with a wave of disbelief. “This… Is there a mistake in the investigation?” he stammered, his mind racing to comprehend the implications.

Merrick’s voice was calm yet laced with an edge. “Considering the capabilities of the Austine family, what do you think the likelihood of an error is?”

Xavier remained puzzled, his brow furrowing in confusion. “But why would he do this?”

Merrick’s expression hardened, his eyes narrowing. “That’s a question he will have to answer himself. You are to depart for Murica tonight. I need you to uncover everything he has been involved in over these years. I want to see just how far those two are willing to go.”

“Is she inside?” he asked, his voice low, yet it resonated with authority.

Foster, ever the loyal aide, replied in a hushed tone, “Our person is already in place. You needn’t worry; we will ensure she has a difficult time in there.”

Sebastian’s voice dripped with cold disdain as he responded, “Good. But make certain she doesn’t get any ideas about escaping her fate. I want her to remain there, forced to watch Lilian and me share a life together for eternity. If she exits the stage prematurely, it would rob me of the satisfaction I desire.” The mere thought of that woman’s defiance sent a shiver of rage coursing through him, igniting a desire to tear her apart piece by piece.

“Yes, I’ve made the necessary arrangements,” Foster assured him, his tone steady.

“Have you managed to identify the one pulling her strings?” Sebastian’s obsidian eyes glinted with menace as he posed the question, his patience thinning.

Foster took a moment to gather his thoughts. “The woman remains tight-lipped. The men we captured only mentioned it was a man behind her, but unfortunately, all the surveillance footage from that night was destroyed. We are still in the process of investigating.”

Sebastian sneered, a cruel smile creeping onto his lips. “If she won’t talk, then there’s no point in wasting our time. As for the mastermind behind her, I have my suspicions.”

“Then what shall we do next?” Foster inquired, eager to proceed with their plans.