Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 666

**Chapter 666: The Truth from Back Then**

Merrick’s expression was a mask of cold calculation, his eyes gleaming with a sinister light that hinted at the darkness within. “Since he lacks any semblance of a heart, he cannot fault me for severing our father-son bond,” he declared, his voice dripping with disdain. “Instruct the Murica team to immediately halt all collaborations with the companies listed in that dossier.”

He leaned back in his chair, fingers steepled as he contemplated his next move. “I want a comprehensive audit of the accounts conducted without delay. I expect to see those funds returned to me in the shortest possible timeframe. If not, let the authorities take over.”

Merrick’s mind raced with possibilities, each more ruthless than the last. “And while you’re at it, ascertain which companies are currently working with those under his name. Once you’ve gathered that intelligence, leak the information regarding his siphoning of company funds. I’m curious to see how he navigates this mess.”

“Understood,” Xavier responded, his tone respectful yet laced with a hint of apprehension.

Merrick’s gaze turned icy, narrowing as he issued his next command. “Also, arrange for my personal lawyer to travel to Dracovia. It’s time to draft my will.”

Xavier blinked in surprise, the unexpected request catching him off guard. “In the near future, sir?”

“Yes,” Merrick replied, his voice firm and unwavering. “The sooner, the better. He’s eager to take over Philips Corp, isn’t he? I’ll ensure he ends up with nothing.” It was evident to Merrick that certain issues required decisive action.

Meanwhile, within the main building, Madison remained blissfully ignorant of Merrick’s machinations. Her gaze was fixed on the news broadcast, a venomous glare directed at the screen that proclaimed Lilian’s safety. Frustration bubbled within her; she had hoped that someone else would handle Lilian, only to discover that the woman was completely unscathed.

It became clear to Madison that she would have to take matters into her own hands.

At that moment, her phone rang, cutting through her thoughts like a knife. Madison glanced at the caller ID and answered without hesitation. “What prompts you to call me today?”

The voice on the other end was steady, almost chilling in its calmness. “Have you taken action against that girl recently?”

“Are you… threatening me?” Madison’s voice dripped with venom, her fury boiling over.

The man’s laughter echoed through the line, mocking and cold. “Indeed. Every man for himself. If your foolishness pulls me under, I will not hesitate to cast you aside without a second thought. That is the price of withholding information from me.”

Madison inhaled deeply, struggling to regain her composure. “I apologize. I was wrong to act without consulting you. What should I do now?”

His response was indifferent, almost dismissive. “For now, do nothing. I suspect the old man may be onto us. So, shelve those little schemes of yours. I’ll be heading to Dracovia shortly. We can discuss this further then.”

“I understand,” Madison replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

Once the call ended, fury surged within her, and she hurled her phone against the wall. The device shattered upon impact, fragments scattering across the floor like her shattered resolve. She glared at the remnants, her voice low and seething with rage. “You dare threaten me? If it comes to it, we’ll all go down together.”