Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 99

99 The Lincoln Family’s Plea

When they returned to the villa on Yangming Mountain, a car was already waiting at the gate. Standing beside it were Mr. Quinton

and Mr. Justin.

Lilian glanced at them through the window and said softly, “Stop the car. Sooner or later, we were going to have this talk.”

The vehicle rolled to a stop, and Sebastian stepped out, holding her hand.

When Mr. Quinton and Justin saw Lilian stepping out of the car, they froze in shock.

“You…”

“You’re…”

Lilian looked at them, her lips curving into a cold, mocking smile. “Mr. Quinton. Mr. Justin. Long time no see.”

“Lilian, you’re really okay?” Mr. Quinton finally found his voice, visibly anxious. He didn’t even flinch at the coldness in her tone.

She sneered. “Yeah. I wasn’t murdered by your wife and granddaughter. I guess that means my luck’s pretty good.”

Their faces flushed with shame. They knew Misty and Lian Qianqian were responsible for what happened, but as members of the Lincoln family, they couldn’t wash their hands of it so easily.

“Lilian, I’m truly sorry,” Justin said, guilt etched into every word. “I never imagined Misty would do something like that. I know there’s nothing I can say to undo what you’ve suffered, but I’m here to beg you–please let the Lincoln family go. Whatever your conditions are, we’ll agree to them.”

Mr. Quinton echoed him in a nearly pleading voice. “Yes, child. For my sake, please let those two off the hook. I owe you. I’ll make sure you get justice.”

It was likely the first time in his life that the old man had ever bowed his head this low.

Lilian looked at the once–proud patriarch, who now showed none of his former dignity. For the sake of his family, he’d stooped to this. Her heart twisted slightly, but the memories of what Misty and Lian Qianqian had done stiffened her resolve.

“Mr. Quinton, go home,” she said flatly. “I need time to think. Don’t pressure me. You know exactly what they did. If you think I’ll just forgive them and let it slide–sorry. I can’t do that.”

Without another glance, she walked toward the villa.

She’d lived through death once. She no longer had the luxury of being softhearted or noble. She’d never known kindness herself- how could she be expected to give it freely?

Sebastian cast a cold look at the two men, then followed her inside.

That night, neither of them slept.

The next morning, while they were having breakfast, Justin arrived again.

In the end, Lilian agreed to release Misty and Lily. She visited them once in the basement–what was left of them was barely human. As for what would happen next, that was no longer her concern.

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Justin handed her a document. “This is from Mr. Quinton. A small form of compensation.”

Lilian took it, glanced through the deed, and was stunned. He had transferred ownership of a hospital to her. Without hesitation, she signed her name.

Seeing her sign, Justin finally exhaled in relief. Still, he hesitated before asking, “And… Misty and Lily?”

Sebastian answered coldly, “Go. They’ll be returned shortly.”

Justin took the hint and quickly left.

Lilian watched his retreating back, a strange sense of sorrow flickering inside her. Who could’ve foreseen everything that had happened?

Still, it was over now. Time to go home.

She stood, stretched, and said, “I’m going to pack. We’re flying back to Solara this afternoon.”

Just as she was about to leave, a low, lazy voice called after her.

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