Chapter 290
Chapter 290 Sebastian’s Ruthlessness
Sebastian’s words gave her an unshakable strength.
While the crowd stared in confusion, the man calmly pulled out his phone and dialed a number. “It’s Sebastian. Send every man we have in Kingston. I want Soren Group’s hot spring resort completely sealed off, not even a fly gets in p>
The rapid-fire commands sent a ripple of panic through the crowd. This wasn’t the spectacle they’d anticipated-it was supposed to be the perfect setup for a betrayed fiancé to catch his unfaithful bride-to-be and erupt in a furious, public scene. Instead, the man stood his ground, fierce and unyielding, as if ready to set the world ablaze for her.
The unexpected turn left Hans momentarily frozen, her eyes flashing with malice. She couldn’t comprehend it-the evidence was plain as day, yet this man continued to shield that woman without hesitation.
Robert’s sharp gaze landed on Sebastian. “Mr. Whitmore, what is the meaning of this p>
Sebastian’s expression didn’t shift. His eyes were glacial as his thumb idly rolled the band of his signet ring. With a lazy, almost careless tone, he said, “I’m clearing my fiancee’s name p>
His words stunned the room. For men like them men who never lacked for women – no one would ever expect such unflinching loyalty, especially toward a woman who had been publicly humiliated. Yet here he was, defying every expectation, shattering every assumption.
Lyla’s emotions tangled in a storm. Part of her was drawn to his unwavering devotion; the other part seethed with jealousy, wishing she were the one he was shielding so fiercely.
“Mr. Whitmore,” someone interjected nervously, “I don’t think it’s that serious. As long as Ms. Harrington explains herself, we’ll believe there’s nothing between her and Mr. Ryan p>
Noreen quickly jumped in. “Yes, Sebastian, just let Lillian clear things up. That’s all it will take p>
“Why,” Sebastian said, his voice cutting through the room like a blade, “should she explain herself to any of you? What does any of this have to do with you p>
The weight of his words silenced the crowd in an instant.
It was then that Fawks, Janus, and the others finally arrived. Taking in the scene, their faces registered nothing but confusion, and unease. They had known Sebastian for years, but never had they seen him like this; cold, lethal, dangerous. Whatever line had been crossed tonight, there would be no coming back from it.
Moments later, Foster strode in briskly, his tone crisp with deference. “Sir, it’s done p>
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Sebastian gave a barely perceptible nod.
The tension in the air grew razor-sharp. No one dared to speak; the icy aura radiating off the man was enough to make their blood run cold. Now, every gaze turned, almost desperately, to the girl they had just been sneering at minutes ago.
Lillian knelt beside Ryan, unbuttoning his shirt with steady hands. From the jade bracelet on her wrist, she drew nine slender silver needles; in the dim light, their faint blue sheen glimmered with a mysterious, almost otherworldly aura.
One by one, the needles slid into his acupoints, her movements precise and lightning-fast. The final needle pierced the crown of his head.
Energy surged along the silver, and then a thin black line began to creep through his body · from the crown of his head, down along his nose, tracing his neck, and then winding its way down his arm.
Gasps rippled through the crowd, shock etched on every face.
Lillian glanced briefly at the circle of onlookers before settling her gaze on Cameron. “Bring me a small knife p>
Cameron blinked, startled, before fumbling into action. “Yeah, okay, hang on.” He spun around, ready to sprint inside.
A deep male voice called out instead. “If you don’t mind, use mine p>
A middle-aged man stepped forward, holding out a military knife.
Without hesitation, Lillian accepted it. By now, the black lines had reached Ryan’s fingertips. With a swift, clean motion, she sliced through the tip of his finger.
Blackened blood spurted out, hissing and bubbling as it hit the ground.
Only when the foul, darkened blood finally ran clean did Lillian pull out a vial of powder, sprinkling it over the wound. Before their eyes, the cut sealed, smooth and unblemished.
Now, no trace of contempt lingered in the room, only stunned silence and awe. Even Sebastian, who had stood there stone-faced, found himself staring. It was the first time he’d seen her like this fully focused, her expression sharp and serene. In that moment, it was as though she was wrapped in a halo of light; breathtaking, untouchable, impossible to profane.
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