Chapter 291
Chapter 291 The First Strike
Once she confirmed that Ryan was in the clear, she finally pulled the silver needles back.
Sebastian’s gaze lingered on Lillian, his expression softening. “How is he?” he asked.
“He’s fine,” Lillian replied evenly. “Have someone take him to rest; he should wake up in about an hour p>
Standing nearby, Foster quickly motioned for someone to help Ryan out of the room.
Only when they had all left did Lillian rise slowly to her feet. She calmly wiped the blade in her hand clean and handed it back to the middle-aged man. “Thank you for your knife p>
The man smiled. “Think nothing of it. It’s my honor to witness such masterful technique.” Then, extending his right hand, he added with a polite but direct tone, “I know it might seem abrupt, but I’d still like to introduce myself. My name is Thabo p>
The name alone sent a quiet jolt through the room – Thabo, the man himself. In Kingston, he was the driving force behind one of the city’s most prominent medical families, their legacy steeped in generations of traditional medicine. Jorge, on the other hand, reigned over modern medicine. It was why people often said that Thabo and Jorge were two titans in their fields; their influence across Kingston was impossible to ignore.
Rumor had it that pharmaceutical companies had once offered astronomical sums for one of Thabo’s formulas; but the man was notoriously selective, almost ascetic in his principles.
With calm, easy confidence, Lillian extended her hand. “Pleasure to meet you. I’m Lillian p>
Introductions over, it was time to address business.
Her steps were graceful as she closed the distance to Hans. Her expression remained cool, eyes sharp as ice. “Ms. Hans, have you ever seen a cockroach? The kind you can’t kill no matter how many times you try the ones that just keep scurrying back out, scuttling around, making a nuisance of themselves p>
Her tone dropped, colder, sharper. “That’s exactly what you are. I don’t recall ever having some deep-seated grudge against you, but you never miss a chance to come after me. What is it? Is it that you can’t stand the thought of not having a man who won’t look your way p>
Hans faltered under the girl’s frosty gaze, an unexplainable tremor running through her. “Y- You… you’re talking nonsense. I don’t know what you mean. You’re the one entangled with Mr. Ryan. Am I wrong? Everyone saw it with their own eyes p>
“Entangled?” Lillian let out a sharp, mirthless laugh. “Entangled, huh p>
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The words had barely left her lips before her hand swung up; the sharp crack of a slap cut through the room, followed by another just as hard. Two resounding smacks left the room stunned.
No one had expected it
this seemingly well-mannered girl carrying herself with such
commanding arrogance, her ruthlessness no less than anyone else’s.
From the side, Robert’s brows knit tightly. He had assumed this girl was nothing more than some ordinary thing clinging to Sebastian through a stroke of luck; clearly, she was nothing like what he’d imagined.
Sebastian moved toward her, taking her hand gently. His gaze dipped to her reddened palm, his eyes softening with a flash of pain. He brought it to his lips and blew on it lightly, then took a damp wipe from Foster, carefully cleaning her hand. “Next time, don’t do it yourself; it’ll hurt me more than it hurts you p>
Hans clutched her swollen cheek, her vision blurring with rage and humiliation as she stared at the two of them – so close, so intimate. Jealousy twisted in her gut, thick and venomous.
She was the one who had been humiliated; she was the one who deserved comfort. And here she was, left to burn in her shame.
yet
To make it worse, never in her life had anyone dared to strike her not in public, not like this. She had always been the adored star, the darling of the crowd. The humiliation was a brand seared deep, one she couldn’t bear to accept.
Lyla strode up, her expression sharp with indignation as she fixed Lillian with a glare. “Ms. Harrington, don’t you think you’ve gone too far? Ms. Hans is a public figure; to slap her in front of everyone like this – how is she supposed to show her face in this industry again p>
Lyla’s righteous tone only fueled the act; Hans’ eyes welled instantly, the tears shimmering with well-practiced grievance. “Lillian, you’re just throwing your weight around because Mr. Whitmore favors you. And I wasn’t wrong; you and Mr. Ryan aren’t exactly innocent. Back in Solara, I saw you together, whispering, laughing. Don’t tell me that wasn’t true. Hitting me only proves you can’t handle the truth p>
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