Chapter 383
Chapter 383 Lillian Harrington
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All eyes turned to the girl who had suddenly appeared, bewilderment rippling through the hall. Seated among the guests, Ryan was utterly stunned-why was his boss here of all places?
Vivian’s gaze locked on the girl. That face… it was like falling back into a nightmare she thought long buried.
Henry rose to his feet, his voice shaking. “You… who are you p>
Lillian’s lips curved in a cold smile. “What’s this? Don’t recognize me? I heard you even went all the way to Solara looking for me. And now suddenly you can’t remember?” She pulled off her baseball cap, revealing a face of breathtaking beauty.
“You… you’re Lillian,” Henry stammered. The resemblance was undeniable-too familiar to mistake.
Lillian gave an innocent little shrug. “That’s right. I happened to hear you were holding a charity auction tonight in your late wife’s name, so I thought I’d drop by p>
She walked to the stage and picked up the violin, her eyes soft with longing and remembrance. “I heard you loved your wife deeply, too pained all these years to even speak of her. I must admit-even I was moved by such devotion p>
Her gaze slid toward Vivian, and her tone sharpened. “But I’m confused. If you loved your wife so dearly, then why did you marry the lady standing beside you almost immediately after Catherine’s passing? Perhaps you’d care to explain p>
Henry’s eyes widened in terror, his throat working but no words coming out.
Vivian’s face twisted, her voice sharp. “Stop spouting nonsense! Twisting words to confuse people. Henry loved Catherine with all his heart. When she died, he was devastated. I couldn’t bear to watch him suffer alone. That’s why I married him-ignoring the judgment of others, sacrificing my own reputation p>
Clap. Clap. Clap. Lillian’s slow applause echoed through the hall, mocking. “How touching. Since Mr. Henry can’t answer, let me ask another question p>
She turned back to the audience, her tone cold and cutting. “I heard Ms. Sinclair is eighteen this year. Then why is she only six months younger than Henry’s so-called deceased daughter, Lillian p>
The hall erupted in murmurs. Many had forgotten-time had blurred the memory-that Henry once had a daughter who had supposedly died young.
Vivian’s mouth worked soundlessly, no words coming out.
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Henry, panic in his eyes, shook his head frantically. “No… no, it can’t be. You are Lillian Sinclair. You are p>
Lillian’s cold smile cut like a knife. “Mr. Henry must be confused. I heard your daughter died long ago. Grass must already be a foot high on her grave. How could I be her p>
A crash came from the entrance to the lounge. Mr. Morgan stood there, his body trembling, eyes fixed on the girl on stage. “You… you are… you are!” His voice shook with emotion.
Lillian’s gaze was icy as she met his eyes. “You’re mistaken. I am not Lillian Sinclair. I am Lillian Harrington p>
But Mr. Morgan stepped closer, his expression firm. “No. You are Lillian Sinclair. Your face is identical to your mother’s. Before, I had a sliver of doubt. But now-now I am certain. You are
her p>
“No! I’m not. She died long ago. I am Lillian Harrington!” Lillian’s voice rose, sharp and unyielding, as she glared at him.
The entire hall was stunned. Catherine’s daughter-long believed dead-was alive. And now, she had returned.
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