Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 459

**TITLE: The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 459**
**CONTENT: Chapter 459 Humiliation**

Sebastian cast a fleeting glance at the woman standing nearby, but his focus quickly shifted as he strode purposefully towards Lillian. The moment his eyes met hers, a softness enveloped his features, as if the world around them faded away. “Sorry I’m late,” he murmured, his voice laced with genuine warmth.

Henry, caught completely off guard by the sudden appearance of this man, stood frozen in disbelief. “You… you… who are you?” he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper, as if he were grappling with a surreal dream.

Taking Lillian’s hand in his, Sebastian declared with a calm certainty, “I’m her fiancé.”

The impact of his words struck Henry like a thunderclap, leaving him utterly speechless. Beside him, Vivian and Chloe mirrored his shock, their expressions frozen in a tableau of disbelief.

Inside the private room, Isabelle was quick to nudge Elsie, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Quick—go check him out! Lillian’s fiancé!” she whispered urgently, and the group erupted into a flurry of movement, huddling at the door to steal a glimpse of the unfolding drama.

“Fiancé? You actually have a fiancé? Lillian, how could you be so shameless? You’re still so young—how dare you get engaged without my permission!” Henry’s voice cracked with a mix of grief and indignation, his face contorting in a mask of outrage.

Vivian chimed in, her tone dripping with disapproval. “That’s right, Lillian. What you’ve done is utterly unacceptable. The Sinclair family has a reputation to uphold. You’re just a girl, and already you’ve gone and gotten engaged to a man without your parents’ consent. If this gets out, what will people think?”

Lillian observed them, her lips curling into a cold smile as she watched their rehearsed performance unfold.

“Tell me, what does my engagement have to do with you—or with the Sinclair family?” she challenged, her voice steady and unwavering. “When Henry had an illegitimate daughter outside of marriage, did he ever stop to think about the family’s reputation? Yet my engagement—honest and aboveboard, harming no one—should somehow worry you about gossip?”

Her words hung in the air, silencing Henry instantly.

Chloe’s eyes blazed with jealousy as she glared at Lillian, her voice trembling with indignation. “Lillian, how can you speak to Dad like that? He’s your father, no matter what. Even if you weren’t by his side these years, he still cared about you. And besides—you’re too young to be with Mr. Whitmore. Once you’re older, Dad will make sure you’re matched with someone truly suitable.”

From the corner of the room, Elsie muttered under her breath, “Damn, she’s a masterclass in playing the victim.”

Lillian turned her gaze to Chloe, a mocking smile dancing on her lips. “Sebastian and I aren’t right for each other? Then tell me, who would be? You? Oh, that’s right. Ms. Chloe, didn’t you once offer me a million dollars just to get Mr. Whitmore’s phone number? Looks like your heart picked him a long time ago.”

“You’re making that up!” Chloe retorted sharply, her cheeks flushing crimson. “Mr. Whitmore, don’t believe her—I would never do that.”

With a gentle yet firm arm around Lillian, Sebastian spoke, his voice calm but resolute. “The only woman I will ever be engaged to is Lillian. This has nothing to do with the Sinclair family. So I suggest you stop wasting everyone’s time. If you want to keep pushing, you know Pavilion Hall’s rules. Now, are you walking out on your own, or should I have someone show you the door?”

Henry struggled to suppress his fury, fixing his piercing gaze on Lillian. “Lillian, I’ll ask you just once—did you sell your mother’s prescriptions?”

Lillian’s expression turned icy, her eyes narrowing. “So in your mind, was my mother’s only worth to you those prescriptions?”

Henry hadn’t anticipated such a retort. He stared at her one last time, and then, with a heavy heart, walked out of Pavilion Hall. Vivian followed closely behind, while Chloe lingered, her longing gaze fixed on Sebastian until Vivian tugged her away, snapping her back to reality.

Sebastian guided Lillian back into the private room, where Isabelle and the others had already returned to their seats, the atmosphere shifting back to a semblance of normalcy.

Lillian offered an apologetic smile, her voice softening. “Sorry you had to witness that scene.”

Elsie waved it off nonchalantly. “It’s fine. Honestly, I see this all the time—classic high-society drama. It’s just like in the novels: a stepmother, a stepfather, and then the scheming stepsister. I’ve got to admit, I was entertained.”

**Chapter 460 First Meeting**

Isabelle playfully kicked Elsie under the table, then shot a wink at Lillian. “Lillian, aren’t you going to make introductions?”

Lillian had just opened her mouth to respond when Sebastian interjected smoothly. “Hello. I’m Lillian’s fiancé; you can call me Mr. Whitmore.”

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