Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 930

Chapter 930 The Final Struggle

Chapter 930 The Final Struggle

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As the timer froze, a collective, heavy sigh of relief swept through the room. Faces once pale with terror now broke into shaky smiles, people wiping cold sweat from their brows. They had just stared death in the face and won.

Cary stared at the glowing numbers, his voice a broken whisper of denial. “No… no, this isn’t happening. I don’t lose. I can’t lose! How could I possibly lose?”

Lilian walked up to him, her smile sharp and unforgiving. “You lost, Cary. You lost everything. And the best part? You were only one second away from winning. If you had set that timer for just one second less, maybe you’d be the one standing over our bodies. But it seems fate isn’t on your side. Get ready for the life waiting for you now. I promise it’ll be… eventful.”

Cary erupted into a fit of violent coughing, blood staining his lips. He struggled to his feet, swaying as he looked at Lilian with a manic, unhinged grin. “No, I didn’t lose! I haven’t lost! It’s you who lost! You and Sebastian! Hahaha! I will never lose. Never!”

Sebastian stepped forward. “Playing the madman won’t save you. You’re going to pay for every single thing you’ve done.”

Just as he finished speaking, the ballroom doors swung open once more. A new squad of uniformed officers marched in, their expressions grim and professional.

The lead officer stepped toward Sebastian. “My apologies for the delay. The explosions in the east and south triggered a massive response, and most of our teams were redirected there.”

“It’s fine,” Sebastian replied, his tone level. “The situation here is under control. The bomb has been disarmed. Cary is all yours. Foster will deliver the full file on his crimes to your office shortly.”

“Understood,” the officer said. He turned to Cary, his voice booming. “Mr. Chris, your actions have been reported to the highest level. Your titles and immunity have been stripped. You are coming with us for a formal investigation.” He signaled to his men. “Take him.”

Terror finally broke through Cary’s bravado. “No! I haven’t lost! I am a man of status! You have no right to investigate me, let alone arrest me!”

The officer let out a cold, dry laugh. “As of this moment, your status is a memory. You’re nothing but a part of history now.”

“No! I don’t believe you!” Cary screamed. He whirled on Sebastian, his eyes bulging. “You’re in league with them, aren’t you? You’re all lying! I’m an Earl! No one has the authority to strip me of my title without the Royal Family’s consent!”

Sebastian met his gaze with flat, clinical indifference. “To the victor go the spoils, Mr. Chris. If you had the guts to plan all this, you should have the guts to face the consequences. You were the one who said no one wins or loses forever. Well, your streak just ended.”

Cary let out a jagged, hollow laugh. “I lost because I was outplayed, fine. But if you think I’ll stand trial and let you judge me, you’re mistaken.”

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