Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 128

Chapter 128: A Man’s Petty Grievance

When Lilian stepped inside the office, she took a moment to absorb the atmosphere around her. It was her first glimpse into the world where Sebastian spent his working hours. The space was cloaked entirely in deep black hues—sleek, minimalist, yet undeniably bold and sophisticated. A towering wall of windows stretched behind Sebastian’s desk, flooding the room with natural light despite the dark color scheme. Tasteful, understated artworks hung on the walls, adding a touch of subtle elegance to the otherwise stark environment.

Sebastian guided her toward the lounge area, gently easing her down onto the plush sofa. He moved with quiet confidence, then busied himself with pouring a cup of steaming tea. After carefully testing the temperature with a delicate blow, he handed the cup to Lilian with a soft smile before settling down beside her.

His eyes sparkled with playful amusement as he teased, “So, it’s been two whole days since your exams ended, and you’re only just remembering to come see me now?”

Lilian arched a single brow, taking a slow sip of the tea, a smirk tugging at her lips. “Sebastian, you’re sounding like a nagging housewife. I came as soon as I could! Really.”

She added with a sly grin, “I had planned to surprise you, but then I got stuck downstairs. If I hadn’t bumped into Cameron, I might have just left.” Her glare was half-mocking, half-playful.

Sebastian couldn’t help but chuckle at her mischievous expression. Reaching out, he gently pinched her cheek, his touch tender. “You always have some excuse, don’t you? If you couldn’t come upstairs, why not just call me?”

Lilian shifted away, feigning annoyance. “That would mean we have a telepathic connection, which we clearly don’t. Otherwise, you’d have sensed me waiting downstairs.”

Sebastian shook his head with a mix of amusement and mild exasperation. This little troublemaker was definitely becoming more spoiled by the day.

Just then, the sharp ring of the office phone cut through the quiet. Sebastian rose and crossed to his desk, answering promptly. Foster’s voice came through the receiver: “You’ve got a video conference in five minutes.”

“Got it,” Sebastian replied smoothly, hanging up and returning to the sofa.

“You have a meeting?” Lilian asked, watching him.

Leaning over, Sebastian placed his hands on either side of her, his intense gaze locking onto hers. “Yes, a meeting soon. Stay here and relax for a bit. We’ll go out for dinner afterward.”

Lilian glanced at her watch and nodded. “Alright. Go do your thing.”

Just then, the office door swung open, and Cameron strolled in, wearing a broad grin. “Sebastian, I heard from the secretary you’ve got a meeting, so I’m here to keep Lilian company while you’re busy.”

Sebastian’s face darkened into a scowl. This clown again. He sighed heavily and stood. “Fine. Keep her company.”

Turning to Lilian, he pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead and whispered, “Wait for me—and don’t let this guy dumb you down.” With that, he finally left the room.

Watching Sebastian’s retreating back, Cameron stomped his foot in mock offense. “Dumb me down? What’s wrong with my IQ?”

Lilian silently agreed with Sebastian’s assessment. It was definitely best not to get tangled up in Cameron’s chaos.

“Off the cuff. Just like that,” Lilian confirmed with a nod.

Cameron’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Then write a few more off the cuff! I’ll pay big money!”

Lilian looked at his eager face and sighed softly. “I’ll think about it. I’ll let you know after the New Year.”

She wanted to head home soon and spend more time with her mentor. Business could wait.

Cameron’s face brightened at her initial “okay,” but her follow-up words—“I’ll think about it”—quickly washed away his enthusiasm.

He pouted dramatically. “Come on, Lilian, seriously. Think it over. I’m counting on you here. If I don’t show results soon, my old man’s going to ship me off to the military. I can’t go! I’m too good-looking! That place would ruin my youth!”

Lilian chuckled softly. “Sure, I’ll consider it. But you’d better not tell anyone I’m the girl in the video. Honestly, I think the military might suit you better. Fewer innocent girls would end up with broken hearts.”

She knew exactly what kind of player Cameron was—smooth-talking, slick, and notorious in Kingston’s elite circles for exactly that.

Cameron sniffed proudly. “No way. I’m too handsome, too elegant, too irresistible. If I disappear, my fans would lose their minds.” He flicked his bangs with a dramatic flourish, clearly enjoying the spotlight.