Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 670

**The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 670: Henry’s Antics**

Henry stood there, his eyes fixed on Karina as she walked away, her silhouette gradually fading into the distance. Frustration bubbled within him, and in a fit of anger, he kicked a nearby pillar with all his might. “Bastard!” he muttered under his breath, the word tasting bitter on his tongue as he stormed off, each step echoing his discontent.

On the top floor of the opulent Sinclair estate, Lilian observed Henry’s retreating figure with a cold, calculating sneer that danced across her lips. She relished in the turmoil she sensed swirling around him, her mind already plotting her next move.

Meanwhile, at the Sinclair family residence, Chloe felt a mix of excitement and anxiety as she prepared for her father’s return. She was acutely aware that today marked a pivotal board meeting, one that could restore Henry’s grip on the company. With that thought in mind, she hurried home, eager to lend a hand to the maid in whipping up a feast that would celebrate Henry’s triumphant return.

Beth, the maid, mirrored her enthusiasm, her eyes sparkling with joy. It had been far too long since the household had experienced such a moment of happiness. The scent of simmering spices filled the air, promising a delightful evening.

In stark contrast, Morgan sat quietly in a corner, his demeanor serene yet contemplative. He watched the bustling activity around him, his mind racing with thoughts that he kept to himself.

As dusk settled outside, the sound of tires crunching on gravel signaled Henry’s arrival.

“Welcome back,” the maid announced, her voice filled with warmth.

They heard only Henry’s flat, disinterested response: “Mhm.”

Chloe, unable to contain her excitement, dashed toward him. “Dad! How did it go? Did you manage to reclaim the controlling stake? Are you the General Manager again—or wait, you must be the Chairman now!” Her words tumbled out in a rush, each one laced with hope.

Henry, with a casual air, changed his shoes and handed his briefcase to the maid, nodding with a cool detachment. “Yes, I got the controlling stake back.”

A triumphant cheer erupted from Chloe. “I knew it! Dad is now the largest shareholder of Sinclair Group! Who would dare to stand in your way?” Her enthusiasm was infectious, lighting up the room.

“Why would they do that?” Chloe’s face flushed with anger, her fists clenching at her sides.

Morgan’s tone was sardonic. “Why wouldn’t they? You thought everything would be fine simply because your father regained the controlling stake? That only holds true if others are willing to follow him as Chairman Shen. Now that your father is back in charge, it has stirred discontent among them. Why shouldn’t they sell their shares and reclaim their investments?”

He paused, his gaze piercing as he continued, “Skyreach Group is no ordinary company. I’ve been tracking their movements since the beginning. Every investment they make is calculated, and they never engage in losing ventures. If I’m not mistaken, they valued our Sinclair Group’s pharmaceutical production system highly. Now that they can’t fully control it, do you think they will waste time trying to salvage a sinking ship like Sinclair Group?”

Chloe’s voice trembled with anxiety. “So, what do we do now? Does this mean the thirty percent of shares we recovered was all for nothing?”

Morgan sighed heavily, rising from his seat. “I warned you before that people should recognize when to be content. It’s best not to covet what isn’t yours. But you chose to ignore my advice. Especially given the manner in which you obtained it. Now that you have it, you must shoulder the responsibility. You want to reclaim the controlling stake while expecting Skyreach Group to bail you out of this mess? There’s no such thing as a free lunch.” With that, he turned and walked toward the dining room, the weight of his words lingering in the air like a storm cloud.