Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 623

**The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 623**
**Chapter 623: Vivian’s Ending 4**

Chloe’s eyes glistened with unshed tears, her voice trembling as she implored, “Mom, don’t you want me anymore? Are you really going to turn me into a motherless child too? We don’t care about the shares, okay? Just come down, please! Don’t frighten me like this.”

Vivian’s gaze softened as she looked at her daughter, a wave of guilt crashing over her. “Chloe, the one person I’ve failed the most in this life is you. I’ve subjected you to the disdain of others, forced you to lower your head in shame since you were just a little girl. You finally earned your place as the young miss of the Sinclair family, but because of my blunders, you’re deprived of what is rightfully yours. But don’t worry, I swear I will reclaim what belongs to you. The Sinclair Group should be yours.”

Her expression hardened as she turned to Lilian, her voice sharp and commanding. “Sign it. No matter what it takes, you must hand over those shares today.”

Lilian met Vivian’s steely gaze, her own voice cold and calculating. “How can I be sure that by signing this, you will actually return my mother’s ashes to me?”

A chilling smirk crept onto Vivian’s lips as she reached into her bag, producing a sleek black urn.

The moment Lilian recognized the urn, her teeth clenched in fury. “Vivian, you actually dared to go this far.”

Vivian’s expression radiated triumph. “Oh yes. Do you know when I had your mother’s grave disturbed? It was last night, on New Year’s Eve. I was all alone, and I thought to myself, why not have some company? So, I had someone dig up your mother’s resting place. Surprised? I imagine this is quite the shock for you.”

“Vivian!” Lilian’s voice was laced with rage as she glared at the urn, her heart pounding in her chest.

Henry, standing off to the side, was equally taken aback by Vivian’s audacity.

Vivian reveled in Lilian’s fury, her smile widening. This was a brilliant bargain. Thirty percent of the shares in exchange for your mother’s ashes—what a steal! Of course, you could choose not to sign, but I wonder if your mother will find peace in the afterlife knowing her daughter refused to save her.”

“I’ll sign,” Lilian spat, her heart filled with loathing. She reached into her bag, pulled out a pen, and opened the document with trembling hands before scrawling her name on the last page. Closing the file, she shot a glare at Vivian. “I’ve signed the document. Now, give me the urn.”

Vivian’s voice was icy as she replied, “Hand the document to Henry.”

Lilian’s eyes were fixed on Vivian, desperation creeping into her voice. “Can you give it to me now?”

Vivian glanced at the urn, a wicked gleam in her eyes. “Beg me. And admit you’re a slut.”

“Vivian, you’re going back on your word!” Lilian retorted, her voice strained.

Vivian’s sinister smile deepened. “Absolutely. What’s the matter? Are you unwilling? If so, let’s just forget about it.” She pretended to loosen her grip on the urn, her eyes sparkling with malice.

Lilian’s voice dropped to a whisper, “I’ll do it.” She bent her knees slowly, lowering herself.

Vivian watched the scene unfold before her, laughter bubbling up as she reveled in her triumph. “Lilian, oh Lilian, how the tables have turned! Aren’t you impressive? Aren’t you all-powerful? Look at me, Vivian—I can still crush you beneath my heel. And that pathetic mother of yours? I’ve dealt with her, haven’t I?” With a triumphant flick of her wrist, she taunted, “Now, continue.”