Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 525

**The Billionaire’s Last Obsession Series 525**
**Chapter 525**

Nicholas strode purposefully toward a metallic container that gleamed ominously under the harsh fluorescent lights of the lab. With a deft motion, he extracted a solitary red pill, its vibrant hue a stark contrast to the sterile environment. “This,” he declared, his voice laced with a mix of pride and bitterness, “is the most lethal drug we’ve concocted to date. Once ingested, not even an immortal could intervene—certainly not those ancient relics we call competitors. It’s a tragedy that the rest were obliterated by those wretched fools. This pill is the last remnant of our groundbreaking research.” His fists clenched tightly, the memory of his devastated research facility igniting a seething rage within him.

Beside him, a man with sharp features and an air of authority eagerly accepted the red pill from Nicholas’s outstretched hand. He scrutinized it closely, his eyes narrowing with interest before passing it to a subordinate clad in black, whose expression remained impassive. “If the medical exchange conference unfolds as planned,” the man said, a sly smile creeping onto his lips, “the higher-ups will ensure you receive your due rewards.” His tone was a mix of promise and threat, leaving no doubt about the stakes involved.

Nicholas nodded, a flicker of respect crossing his face. “This is precisely where my focus should lie,” he replied, his voice steady despite the tumult of emotions swirling inside him. The man and his entourage departed shortly after, their footsteps echoing down the sterile corridor.

Turning his attention to an elderly scientist hunched over a cluttered workstation, Nicholas approached with a sense of urgency. “How are we progressing?” he inquired, his tone betraying a hint of impatience.

The old man, dressed in a lab coat that seemed two sizes too big, looked up with a cautious expression. “The data isn’t finalized yet,” he replied, his voice trembling slightly. “If we succeed, this could replace the so-called beauty serum and be mass-produced on a grand scale.” His eyes sparkled with a mixture of hope and fear.

Nicholas, feeling the weight of time pressing down on him, retrieved another red pill from a small box nearby. “I’m running out of patience,” he said, his voice low and intense. “This project needs to be completed swiftly. The Dracovia authorities are watching our every move. If we fail to deliver results, all our efforts will have been in vain.” The haunting memories of his obliterated laboratories and the formidable enemy drawn in by that little girl filled him with a potent blend of hatred and frustration. Renee, that inept woman, couldn’t even manage the simplest of tasks.

“Understood,” the old man replied, his voice barely above a whisper, sensing the storm brewing within Nicholas.

As night descended, Lillian returned to the school, her heart racing with anticipation. The moment she stepped into the dormitory, Isabelle’s voice rang out like a bell. “Lillian, you sly fox! You actually know Randall and never breathed a word about it!” Her eyes sparkled with mischief.

“Absolutely!” Elsie chimed in, her enthusiasm palpable. “Even though the newspaper photo wasn’t the clearest, we recognized you right away. We even spotted your outfit! So, tell us, are we still your friends or what?”

Lillian turned to face them, a playful smile dancing on her lips. “Oh, I did mention it,” she teased, her tone light-hearted.

The two girls exchanged bewildered glances, their brows furrowing in confusion. “No, you didn’t! We’ve never heard you say anything about it!” Isabelle protested, her voice rising in disbelief.

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