Chapter 85
The Heiress Reborn with A Mystic Space
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The villa was filled with tension-some waited anxiously, others wore mocking smirks, and a few barely hid their glee.
Lilian had slept through the entire afternoon and finally awoke by evening.
As she stepped out of her room, everyone was gathered downstairs. The moment she appeared, all eyes were on her-some calculating, some hostile.
“Well, if it isn’t Miss Lilian,” Lily sneered, voice dripping with sarcasm. “So, how’s Jimmy doing p>
“Yeah, thank God we didn’t let her touch my dad. Who knows how he might’ve ended up,” Misty added with a sneer, glancing at Lilian with scorn.
“Misty, shut your mouth.” The sharp voice came from a tall, well-built man. Though his features were handsome, they carried a maturity beyond his years. His eyes were sharp, his presence commanding. Lilian immediately recognized him-this had to be Barry’s son, Justin.
Misty looked at him, wounded. “How could you take her side? She’s nothing but a con artist! Grandpa must’ve been tricked. Even top specialists couldn’t find anything wrong, and this little nobody somehow can p>
Lilian ignored her, walking calmly toward the dining area. “Hubert,” she said to the butler, “sweet and sour ribs, braised yellow croaker, and stir-fried greens, please. Thank you p>
Hubert nodded and immediately went to the kitchen-Mr. Quinton had given strict orders: anything Lilian wanted, she was to have without delay.
Misty fumed. Watching Lilian casually command the staff, acting as if she owned the place, was too much for her. “Who the hell do you think you are, ordering Hubert around? You’re nothing but a stray mutt with no background p>
Lilian turned abruptly and began walking slowly toward Misty, her gaze cold and razor-sharp.
“W-What are you doing?” Misty asked, backing away instinctively.
Lilian stopped directly in front of her. Under the soft glow of the chandelier, her star-like eyes sparkled with eerie calm. She leaned in slightly, reached out, and tucked a stray strand of Misty’s hair behind her ear, her fingers grazing her cheek.
“Nothing much,” Lilian said softly. “I just wanted to get a better look at the so-called heiress of the Lincoln family. Turns out, you’re pretty underwhelming. Let me offer some advice-don’t go around claiming you’re the Lincoln family’s young miss. It might just embarrass Mr. Quinton p>
“You bitch!” Misty slapped Lilian’s hand away. “How dare you lecture me p>
Lilian straightened up, pulled a tissue from her pocket, and slowly wiped her fingers. Her tone turned cold. “Don’t think being born into the Lincoln family makes you superior. Strip away the name, and you’re just a parasite living off other people’s glory. Without that title, you’re nothing. So lose the inflated ego. As far as I’m concerned, you don’t matter p>
Before Misty could retaliate, Mr. Quinton emerged from the study. His voice cut through the room like a
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blade. “Lilian is right. The Lincoln name has given you everything. Without it, you are nothing. So stop acting like royalty p>
He took his seat at the head of the table, where the butler promptly served him. Lilian joined him, and the two began eating in silence. No one else dared speak.
Suddenly, a voice rang out from upstairs: “Sir! Mr. Jimmy is awake! He’s awake p>
The entire room froze. The coffee cup in Lily’s hand slipped and shattered on the floor.
Mr. Quinton shot her a long, unreadable look before standing and walking quickly toward Jimmy’s room, Lilian at his side. The others snapped out of their daze and followed.
Upstairs, Jimmy stirred, dazed. He could hear faint footsteps around him, but it was the soft scent of herbal medicine and the gentle touch at his wrist that soothed him. The touch faded, and he struggled to open his
eyes.
Lilian stood and turned to Mr. Quinton. “It’s over. The remaining traces of poison will flush out naturally. With a month of rest, he’ll make a full recovery p>
Mr. Quinton rushed to the bed, voice trembling. “Jimmy! How do you feel p>
Jimmy’s voice was hoarse and weak. “Grandpa… how long was I asleep p>
“Almost three months. Thank heavens for Lilian-if not for her, I wouldn’t know how to face your parents,” Mr. Quinton said, eyes brimming with emotion.
Jimmy turned toward Lilian. “Thank you p>
Lilian offered a faint smile. “No need. Waking up is thanks enough. If you want to thank someone, thank Mr. Quinton. He’s done everything for you p>
Jimmy nodded and turned back to his grandfather. “Then please, Grandpa-thank her for me p>
Given Jimmy’s fragile condition, Mr. Quinton ordered everyone else to leave the room, allowing him to rest in peace.
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