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The Billionaire's Last Obsession series 143 Summary Leonard reflects on the tragic past of Lilian, whom he found seven years ago abandoned and severely injured on a shore near Wyvern Hill. She was unconscious for two weeks and, when she awoke, showed no signs of life in her eyes. Leonard explains that Lilian only ever shared her first name, refusing to reveal her surname or any details about her parents. Despite her outward bright demeanor, she remains emotionally closed off, which is why Leonard encouraged her to attend school to build genuine friendships.

He warns Sebastian to never break her heart, as it would cause her to shut down completely. Sebastian, deeply moved by Leonard's story, contemplates the trauma Lilian must have endured as a child. He understands her fierce independence and guarded nature, recognizing that she is terrified of being hurt again. Though the truth of her past remains hidden, Sebastian resolves to keep searching for answers. He quietly visits Lilian as she sleeps, promising to protect her and never let her be alone again.

The next day, Lilian wakes to find Sebastian gone, feeling a brief pang of loss, which Leonard playfully notices. Lilian reassures Leonard of his importance to her, showing a rare moment of vulnerability. She stays on the mountain for a few more days to regain strength before preparing for a journey to Morovia, where she has promised to arrive by the 8th. Accompanied by their team, they travel to Morovia, where Lilian plans to attend a famous ivory auction. At the auction venue, Lilian studies the raw ivory stones carefully, focusing on pieces with rare characteristics.

She selects a cherry blossom pink ivory, a highly unusual find, and begins the process of purchasing it. As she moves toward the trading hall to finalize her acquisitions, a familiar voice calls her name, hinting at an unexpected encounter about to unfold. Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below Chapter 143: Her Past Leonard lingered over the chess piece in his hand, turning it thoughtfully before setting it down with a deep, weary sigh. "I found Lilian seven years ago, abandoned on the shore behind Wyvern Hill.

She was battered and bruised, her body covered in wounds, and she didn't regain consciousness for two whole weeks. When she finally opened her eyes, they were the most lifeless I had ever seen." He glanced upward briefly, his gaze distant. "You know why she took my last name? Because when I asked her, she only told me her first name-Lilian. No surname, no mention of parents. After that, she said nothing more. And I never pressed her to talk." Rising slowly, he brushed dust from his robes, his voice dropping to a softer tone. "She stayed here on the mountain and learned medicine alongside me.

Outwardly, she can seem bright and cheerful, but deep down, she's closed off. It's nearly impossible for anyone to truly reach her. That's why I insisted she go to school-to give her a chance to make a few genuine friends." He paused, then added quietly, "As for what happened before she turned eight... don't ask. When she's ready to share, she will." Placing a firm hand on Sebastian's shoulder, Leonard gave a reassuring squeeze. "Just remember one thing-never break her heart.

If you do, that door inside her will slam shut forever, and you'll never find your way back in." With that, he turned and slowly made his way back to his room, leaving the weight of his words hanging in the air. Sebastian sat still, his heart aching with a painful twist. He had long suspected that Lilian's early childhood held some dark secret, something that had left a deep scar. But hearing Leonard's brief account stirred a new, sharper sorrow within him. Even in those few sentences, Sebastian could picture the horrors she must have endured.

No wonder Lilian faced danger alone without hesitation. No wonder she was so desperate to become strong. No wonder she treated everyone kindly, but kept them at arm's length, hiding behind an invisible fortress. She was terrified-terrified of being hurt again. What kind of trauma could leave an eight-year-old girl abandoned, bleeding, and unconscious on a remote beach? She remembered everything, yet chose to remain silent. Whatever had happened, she clearly never wanted to confront it again. What could drive someone to willingly abandon their own name and claim to be an orphan?

The truth was still shrouded in shadows. Sebastian knew he would have to keep searching for answers. Taking a deep breath, he forced down the surge of emotions swirling inside him, then glanced toward Lilian's room. The light inside was dim, casting soft shadows across the walls. He stepped inside quietly. Lilian lay curled beneath the covers, her dark hair splayed messily across the pillow. Her breathing was slow and steady, peaceful in sleep. Sebastian reached out tentatively to brush a stray lock of hair from her face.

Suddenly, the haunting image of her lying bloodied and abandoned on the shore flashed through his mind. His hand trembled slightly. Bending down, he pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, his voice barely above a whisper, filled with aching tenderness. "Rest well. From now on, you will never be alone again. I promise to protect you-for the rest of your life." *** The next morning, Lilian awoke to find Sebastian gone. Leonard noticed the fleeting look of loss on her face and teased, "Missing him already? That quick?

I might just get jealous." Lilian smiled softly and clung to Leonard's arm like a child seeking comfort. "You're my number one. No one can replace you." She punctuated her words with a playful wink. Leonard chuckled, tapping her nose affectionately. "Alright, alright, I get it. That Whitmore kid had urgent business and left early. He told me to let you sleep since you were out cold." Lilian simply murmured, "Oh," and didn't press for more. She remained on the mountain for a few more days, gathering strength and preparing for the journey ahead.

Because she had promised Jacob she would arrive in Morovia by the 8th, Lilian and the team departed from Solara on the 7th. That evening, they arrived in Morovia, accompanied by their staff. Lilian had heard of Morovia's famous ivory auctions before and had already researched them online, curious and cautious. By the time they reached the city, Jacob had everything arranged meticulously. After a restful night, early the following morning, the group set off for the auction site. Luxury cars lined the streets, a clear sign of the wealthy crowd drawn to this event.

The parking lot was packed tightly with vehicles, buzzing with anticipation. Jacob's staff gathered everyone to explain the auction rules carefully. Once Lilian understood the process, she followed the group into the venue. The space was vast and open, filled with raw ivory stones displayed on tables, while a glass-walled trading center stood at the back. Jacob gestured toward the uncut stones. "These are all direct-trade raw lots. If any catch your eye, write down the number and drop it in the bid box. The bidding starts in three days." Lilian nodded thoughtfully. "Understood. You go ahead.

I'll take a look around." Jacob left with his team to handle business, confident Lilian could navigate the auction on her own. *** The outer ring of the venue wasn't crowded; most people seemed to be waiting for the main event later. The raw stones here ranged in price from tens of thousands to several hundred thousand. It was obvious these weren't the highest quality pieces. Still, Lilian moved carefully, circling the area and quickly assessing the inventory. Most stones were ordinary, but a few showed signs of the rare old-pit characteristics she sought.

One in particular-a cherry blossom pink ivory-immediately caught her attention. Without hesitation, she decided to purchase it. That shade was extraordinarily rare. She called over a staff member and had all the pieces she marked loaded onto a cart. Then she wheeled them toward the trading hall to finalize her purchases. Just as she prepared to push the cart toward the cutting area- "Lilian." A familiar voice called softly from behind. Conclusion This chapter delicately unveils the layers of Lilian's hidden past, casting light on the silent wounds that shape her guarded heart.

Leonard's revelation and Sebastian's tender promise underscore the profound impact of trauma and the fragile hope for healing through trust and protection. The emotional weight carried by each character highlights the delicate balance between vulnerability and strength, as Lilian cautiously steps toward a future where she might finally find safety and belonging. As Lilian embarks on a new journey to Morovia, the narrative shifts toward the promise of renewal and the pursuit of purpose beyond past shadows.

As Sebastian's vow to protect her echoes in the air, readers can anticipate a stirring exploration of trust and vulnerability, testing the fragile bonds that have begun to form. The tension between Lilian's desire for strength and her fear of pain will likely come to the forefront, stirring emotional currents that could either heal or fracture the delicate connections she's built. Meanwhile, the setting shifts to the bustling ivory auction in Morovia, a world of luxury and hidden dangers that may challenge Lilian in unexpected ways.

The rare cherry blossom pink ivory she selects hints at stakes higher than simple commerce, suggesting that her choices here might ripple far beyond the auction hall. The familiar voice that calls her name at the end of the chapter sets the stage for an encounter charged with meaning-one that could bring new alliances, old wounds, or unforeseen conflicts to light. Readers will be left eager to discover who steps into Lilian's path and what secrets might surface next.

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