Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 355

**TITLE: The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 355**
**Chapter 355: The Philips Corp Sisters 3**

As the door swung open, Lillian’s face glowed with an enchanting radiance, her eyes sparkling like stars against the night sky. “You came,” she breathed, her voice a soft melody of surprise and uncontainable joy, as though the very atmosphere had shifted with his presence, wrapping her in an embrace of warmth.

Sebastian entered the room with an effortless elegance, his confident stride demanding attention from every corner. He reached for her delicate hand, his touch igniting a spark of electricity that coursed through her veins. His gaze roamed from the crown of her head down to her toes, lingering just long enough to send her heart racing. Leaning in, he whispered, “Beautiful,” his voice low and intimate, wrapping around her like a comforting blanket.

A blush blossomed on Lillian’s cheeks, warmth flooding her as she absorbed his compliment. “Ashley picked it out. I think it’s lovely too,” she replied, her heart pounding not just from his words but from the way he regarded her, as if she were the sole star in a vast universe, the very center of his world.

Sebastian’s sharp gaze flicked momentarily toward Ashley, who stood nearby, her body tense with uncertainty. “The Hawk family’s young miss. I’ve heard of you,” he remarked casually, yet the underlying edge in his tone sent a jolt of anxiety through Ashley, twisting her stomach into knots.

Ashley straightened her posture, attempting to project confidence despite the sweat gathering in her palms. “Hello, hello—I’m Ashley, Lillian’s best friend,” she introduced herself, feeling dwarfed by his imposing presence. Standing beside her own brother had never felt as intimidating as being in front of this formidable man.

Sebastian’s gaze swept across the room like a hawk surveying its territory, cold and penetrating. “I thought I heard someone suggest stripping my fiancée. Who was it? I’d like to meet them.” His voice was calm, but the tension in the air thickened, palpable enough to slice through with a knife.

Stella, who had been quietly observing from the sidelines, felt her face pale. Throughout her years mingling in Kingston’s elite circles, she had encountered many influential figures, yet none possessed an aura as commanding as his. The words caught in her throat, and she hesitated, too wary to speak up.

But Ashley, emboldened by a sudden surge of indignation, shot back with unexpected bravado. “It was Ms. Stella herself—Townsville Plaza’s supposed future CEO’s wife—who said she wanted Lillian’s dress off.” The words dripped with disdain, a challenge thrown defiantly in Stella’s direction, igniting the tension in the room.

Sebastian’s eyes turned to ice as they locked onto Stella, his expression shifting to one of chilling intensity. “Oh? Ms. Stella. The Plaza’s future lady. How impressive.” His voice lowered, smooth yet laced with danger, sending a shiver down Stella’s spine. “It seems the Phillips family has grown bolder than I imagined. Very well. Foster.”

Foster, ever the dutiful aide, stepped forward without hesitation, his demeanor as professional as ever. “Yes, sir,” he replied, ready to execute whatever orders were given.

“Terminate all projects with the Phillips family. Effective immediately. Permanent.” The finality in Sebastian’s voice left no room for argument, each word resonating like a gavel striking down in a courtroom.

Foster bowed his head, understanding flickering across his features. “Understood. I’ll see to it at once,” he affirmed, his voice steady, though the atmosphere crackled with tension.

Stella’s composure shattered like fragile glass under pressure. “You—you can’t do that! You don’t have the authority! The Phillips family has stood in Kingston for over a century. We can’t be toppled just because you say so!” Her voice rose in desperation, panic creeping into her tone as she realized the gravity of the situation unfolding before her.

A cold smile curled at the corners of Sebastian’s lips, a glint of amusement dancing in his eyes. “Is that so? Then let’s see whether I have the ability.” His confidence was unwavering, a chilling reminder of the power he wielded effortlessly.

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