Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 350

**TITLE: The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 350**
**CONTENT: Chapter 350 A Clash of Wills**

Quincy, known for her directness, wasted no time in plunging into the astonishing news that had just landed in her lap. “You won’t believe what just happened! I bumped into Stella while I was out shopping. Out of nowhere, she casually mentions, ‘Your friend came to Kingston. Didn’t you know?’ I stood there, completely dumbfounded, thinking, what in the world does that even mean?”

Lillian felt a jolt of bewilderment wash over her, a swirl of confusion and curiosity intertwining within her. She had no connections to Stella—why would that woman even bring Quincy into the mix? The thought lingered like an unresolved puzzle, heavy and disconcerting, casting a shadow over her mind.

Before she could fully delve into her swirling thoughts, Quincy’s voice cut through the fog like a beacon. “Forget about it. I’m not wasting another second on her nonsense. Where are you? I’m coming to pick you up. No excuses, okay?”

Despite the growing concern gnawing at her, a smile crept onto Lillian’s lips at Quincy’s unwavering enthusiasm. Quincy’s determination was as relentless as a tidal wave. Without a moment’s hesitation, Lillian relayed the address of the Skyreach Group, fully aware that the He family was already acquainted with her identity. There was no point in trying to conceal it any longer.

“Perfect! Just sit tight. I’m on my way,” Quincy declared, her voice bubbling with excitement as she hung up, leaving Lillian with no chance to respond.

As Lillian stared at her now-silent phone, she shook her head, amusement and exasperation swirling within her like a tempest. Gathering her files, she returned to the grind of her work, the familiar hum of the office gradually enveloping her once more.

Meanwhile, the unmistakable roar of a sleek red sports car reverberated down the avenue, slicing through the city like a jagged bolt of lightning, headed straight for the Skyreach Group.

Before long, a sharp knock on her office door jolted Lillian from her concentration. Wayne’s secretary entered, her expression flustered and urgent. “Ms. Harrington, Mr. Wayne has asked for you. There’s been an argument involving Mr. Ryan downstairs.”

“An argument?” Lillian’s brow furrowed in concern, her heart quickening as a sense of dread washed over her.

“Yes. Mr. Wayne is still tied up in a meeting with Mr. Randall, so he sent me to fetch you. It seems to be quite heated.”

A nagging suspicion flickered in Lillian’s mind, a feeling that this was more than just a simple dispute.

Without wasting another moment, she rose from her chair, her resolve firm and unwavering. “Let’s go. I need to see what’s happening for myself.”

As she made her way to the ground floor, the scene that unfolded in the parking lot was nothing short of dramatic.

Quincy was perched cross-legged on the roof of her sports car, arms akimbo, radiating defiance and fiery spirit. On the hood of the adjacent vehicle, Ryan lounged back nonchalantly, engrossed in his phone, as if the escalating tension surrounding him was of no importance whatsoever. The two cars stood starkly opposed, parked nose-to-nose like combatants preparing for an epic duel.

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