Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 62

Overseas, at this very moment—

In the quiet study on the second floor of the Austin Estate, Sebastian sat rigidly behind his polished desk, his gaze sharp and unyielding as he reviewed the documents Foster had just handed him. “Is this information reliable?” he asked, his voice steady but edged with suspicion.

Foster nodded without hesitation. “It is. Skyreach Group was indeed established by Ms. Lilian. The company has multiple subsidiaries, each managed by different directors. Ryan and Wayne recently became part of the team.”

He paused, lowering his voice slightly. “But there’s this Karina—she’s been shadowing Ms. Lilian for quite some time. I dug into her background. Over the past five years, she’s made several substantial investments in the securities market.”

Foster’s eyes flicked toward Sebastian’s as he continued. “Her timing is uncanny. Every investment has yielded significant profits. She’s amassed a considerable fortune, yet remains shrouded in mystery—there’s no trace of her in any official records. It’s possible her files were deliberately erased.”

“If Ms. Lilian is her superior,” Foster speculated, “then it’s likely all of Karina’s moves were carefully orchestrated by Lilian behind the scenes.”

A cold light sparked in Sebastian’s deep-set eyes as they shifted to the curved HD LCD screen mounted on the wall. The screen displayed a clear photo of Lilian stepping out of Jeremy’s sleek sports car.

Feeling the intensity radiating from Sebastian, Foster quickly added, “I’ve already looked into this. Ms. Lilian treated the elderly gentleman from the Goodman family. After that, a major shift occurred—the heirship changed from the eldest son to the eldest grandson, Jeremy.”

He added, “Then Gordon transferred twenty percent of the company shares to Ms. Lilian. We’re still investigating the motive behind that.”

“No need,” Sebastian cut in, his voice low and hoarse with impatience. “Just find out how many of those old bastards they’ve managed to buy off. Speed things up—I’m running out of patience. Everything needs to be wrapped up this week.”

“Understood,” Foster replied promptly before exiting the study.

Sebastian’s eyes lingered on the latest photo of the girl clipped to the documents. A rare, soft smile crept into his expression, a mixture of admiration and something more tender.

“This little thing… I truly underestimated you,” he murmured under his breath.

***

Sunday arrived, and when Lilian stepped onto the grounds of the Shanks family estate, a line of luxury cars gleamed under the afternoon sun, parked neatly outside the grand entrance.

The Shanks family was among the most esteemed in Solara. Mr. Austin, a lifelong educator, had mentored countless gifted individuals, earning him immense respect throughout the city.

Inside the banquet hall, the atmosphere was refined and warm. A magnificent crystal chandelier hung gracefully from the ceiling of the second floor, casting sparkling light over the long dining table, which was laden with an array of exquisite pastries, fine wines, and assorted drinks.

Groups of elegantly dressed guests mingled, their laughter and animated conversations filling the space with lively energy.

As Lilian entered, a familiar voice called out cheerfully, “Wow, Lilian! You look absolutely stunning tonight!”

Natalie and Rina approached her, each slipping an arm affectionately around her shoulders with playful smiles.

“I thought you weren’t coming! I was worried sick,” Rina said, pouting slightly.

The women immediately surrounded Lilian, their eyes shining with curiosity and hope.

“Sweetheart, can we take that medicine too?”

For these upper-class women, money was never the issue—youth and beauty were their true obsessions.

Lilian stayed composed. “Of course. It’s all traditional herbal medicine, so it suits all body types. It also helps slow down aging.”

Hearing that it could delay aging, the women grew even more excited, firing off questions rapidly. Lilian answered each one with patience and a gentle smile.

“I’ve already handed the formula over to Skyreach Group Pharmaceuticals. Once it’s mass-produced, I’ll send each of you a bottle.”

Their faces lit up with delight, and they wanted to ask more, but Rina gently pulled Lilian aside.

“Sorry, Grandpa wants to see you. I’m taking you over now,” she said, leading Lilian and Natalie toward the other side of the room.

Mr. Austin stood near the center of the hall, dressed in a rich wine-red suit, chatting animatedly with guests. He looked vibrant and full of life. Houston stood beside him, politely greeting visitors.

Rina approached with a bright smile. “Grandpa, look who’s here.”