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The Billionaire's Last Obsession series 291 Summary After ensuring Ryan was safe, Lillian carefully removed the silver needles from his body, reassuring Sebastian that Ryan would recover soon. With Ryan taken to rest by aides, Lillian calmly returned a blade to a middle-aged man named Thabo, a respected figure in Kingston's traditional medical community. Their polite introduction highlighted the contrast between Thabo's traditional healing legacy and Jorge's modern medical influence, underscoring the significance of their encounter.

Turning her attention to Hans, Lillian confronted her with a cold and cutting metaphor, likening Hans to a persistent cockroach that refuses to die. She accused Hans of harboring resentment and targeting her out of jealousy, especially because Hans couldn't have the attention of a man who ignored her. Hans, shaken by the accusation, denied the claims but was met with Lillian's sharp laughter and then two unexpected, forceful slaps that stunned everyone present. The room fell silent as everyone absorbed Lillian's ruthless move, revealing a fierceness beneath her composed exterior.

Sebastian gently took Lillian's hand, showing concern for her pain and advising her not to hurt herself next time. Meanwhile, Hans clutched her cheek, overwhelmed by humiliation and anger, feeling the sting of public disgrace for the first time in her life as a once-adored public figure. Lyla criticized Lillian for her public display of violence against a well-known figure like Hans, questioning how Hans could face the industry after such an incident.

Hans, tears in her eyes, accused Lillian of abusing her favored status with Sebastian and insisted that Lillian and Ryan's relationship was not innocent, recalling seeing them together in Solara. She claimed the slap was proof that Lillian couldn't handle the truth, escalating the tension in the room. Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below Chapter 291: The First Strike After confirming that Ryan was out of danger, Lillian carefully withdrew the silver needles from his body. Sebastian's eyes remained fixed on her, his usual sternness softening slightly.

"How is he?" he asked quietly, concern evident in his voice. "He'll be fine," Lillian answered with a calm, steady tone. "Have someone take him somewhere quiet to rest. He should regain consciousness in about an hour." Foster, standing nearby, quickly signaled for assistance, and a couple of aides stepped forward to help carry Ryan out of the room. Only once the room was empty did Lillian slowly rise to her feet. With deliberate calm, she wiped the blade she held clean and handed it back to the middle-aged man standing before her. "Thank you for your knife," she said politely.

The man offered a warm smile. "No need to mention it. It's an honor to witness such expert skill." Then, extending his right hand with a courteous yet firm tone, he added, "I realize this might seem sudden, but I'd like to introduce myself properly. My name is Thabo." The name alone sent a subtle ripple through the atmosphere. Thabo-well-known in Kingston as the head of one of the city's most prestigious medical families, steeped in generations of traditional healing knowledge. In contrast, Jorge was the leader in modern medical practice.

People often spoke of Thabo and Jorge as two giants in their respective fields, their influence shaping Kingston's medical landscape in profound ways. Whispers circulated that pharmaceutical companies had once offered staggering sums for one of Thabo's rare formulas, but the man was famously selective, almost ascetic in his principles and unwilling to compromise. Lillian met his handshake with poised confidence. "A pleasure to meet you. I'm Lillian." With the introductions complete, it was time to shift focus to the matter at hand.

She moved gracefully toward Hans, closing the gap between them with measured steps. Her face remained composed, but her eyes were sharp and icy. "Ms. Hans, have you ever encountered a cockroach? The kind that refuses to die no matter how many times you try to squash it-those that keep coming back, scurrying around and causing a nuisance?" Her voice dropped, becoming colder, more cutting. "That's exactly what you are. I don't remember ever holding a deep grudge against you, yet you never miss an opportunity to target me. Why is that?

Is it because you can't bear the thought of not having a man who won't even glance your way?" Hans faltered beneath Lillian's frosty stare, a strange tremor running through her. "Y-You're talking nonsense. I don't know what you mean. You're the one tangled up with Mr. Ryan. Am I wrong? Everyone saw it with their own eyes." "Entangled?" Lillian let out a sharp, humorless laugh. "Entangled, huh." Before the words had fully left her lips, Lillian's hand shot up. The sharp crack of a slap echoed through the room, followed immediately by a second, just as forceful.

Two stinging slaps left everyone frozen in shock. No one had anticipated this-this seemingly composed young woman, carrying herself with quiet arrogance, revealing a ruthlessness that rivaled anyone's. From the side, Robert's eyebrows knitted tightly together. He had assumed Lillian was merely some ordinary girl clinging to Sebastian by chance, but now it was clear she was far from what he had imagined. Sebastian stepped forward and gently took Lillian's hand. His gaze dropped to her reddened palm, softening with a flicker of pain.

He pressed a tender kiss to it and blew lightly on the spot before accepting a damp cloth from Foster to carefully clean her hand. "Next time, don't do it yourself. It hurts me more than it hurts you." Hans clutched her swollen cheek, her vision blurring with a mixture of anger and humiliation. She glared at the two of them, so close, so intimate. Jealousy twisted deep in her gut, thick and poisonous. She was the one who had been publicly shamed; she was the one who deserved sympathy. Yet here she was, left to burn in her own disgrace.

To make matters worse, no one had ever dared strike her before-not in public, not like this. She had always been the adored star, the darling of the crowd. This humiliation branded her deeply, a wound she could not bring herself to accept. Lyla approached, her expression sharp with indignation as she fixed Lillian with a piercing glare. "Ms. Harrington, don't you think you've gone too far? Ms. Hans is a public figure. Slapping her like this in front of everyone-how is she supposed to face the industry again?" Lyla's righteous tone only added fuel to the fire.

Hans' eyes immediately welled with tears, shimmering with 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 two together, whispering and laughing. Don't tell me that wasn't true. Hitting me just proves you can't handle the truth." Conclusion The tension in the room lingered like a heavy fog, each word and gesture weaving a complex tapestry of pain, jealousy, and unspoken truths.

Lillian's fierce defense of her dignity and the people she cared about revealed a strength forged through hardship and unwavering resolve. Despite the storm of accusations and public scrutiny, her composure remained unshaken, embodying the quiet power of someone who refuses to be diminished by others' spite. At the heart of this confrontation lay more than rivalry; it was a raw confrontation with vulnerability and the scars left by betrayal and longing. The delicate balance between love, loyalty, and pride was tested, leaving all involved to grapple with the consequences of their choices.

As whispers ripple through their social circles, Lillian's unexpected ruthlessness will force those around her to reevaluate their perceptions-and their alliances. Meanwhile, the mysterious introduction of Thabo hints at deeper layers of influence and power at play, suggesting that the battle for control over Kingston's medical and social spheres is far from over.

The delicate balance between modernity and tradition, between public image and private vendettas, will become increasingly fraught, pulling the characters into a web of intrigue and emotional conflict that could change everything they thought they knew. Emotions will run high, secrets will surface, and the true cost of obsession will begin to reveal itself. Cedella Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter.

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