Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 559

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**TITLE: The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 559**
**CONTENT: Chapter 559 The Truth of That Year**

Lillian surveyed Vivian’s disheveled appearance with a disdainful smirk, her lips curling in mockery. “Madam Vivian, do you honestly believe I would go through the trouble of framing you? Henry might have a soft heart, but he certainly isn’t foolish. If he can’t even recognize the sound of his own wife’s voice, then all I can do is feel sorry for him.”

Vivian’s eyes widened in disbelief, her voice quivering as she fervently shook her head. “No… you framed me. I never said those things, I never did!” Her desperation was palpable, each word laced with fear and indignation.

Henry turned his gaze sharply towards Lillian, his expression a mixture of confusion and anger. “What else do you know?” he demanded, his voice steady but laced with an underlying tension.

A cold, mocking laugh escaped Lillian’s lips as she met his gaze with a challenge gleaming in her eyes. “I know everything I need to know, Henry. The real question is, do you have the guts to hear it?”

“Speak,” Henry commanded, his voice rising in intensity. “I want to know if the woman who lies beside me each night is a human being or a monster.” His tone was thunderous, resonating with a mix of authority and vulnerability.

Vivian’s heart raced as she shook her head vigorously, panic etched across her features. “No, Henry, don’t listen to her! She’s slandering me!” Her voice was a frantic plea, desperate to reach him through the chaos.

With a simple gesture, Lillian beckoned to the men in black standing sentinel nearby. “Bring them in,” she instructed, her voice dripping with satisfaction.

Moments later, the heavy doors swung open, and a man and a woman were ushered into the room, their expressions betraying a mix of fear and uncertainty.

As soon as Vivian laid eyes on them, her legs buckled beneath her, and she crumpled to the floor, a gasp escaping her lips.

Lillian’s smirk widened, a predator savoring her prey, before she turned to the newcomers with a casual indifference. “Go ahead,” she said, as she settled herself at the long table, nonchalantly picking up a slice of cake and beginning to eat it slowly, relishing every bite.