Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 134

Chapter 134: Stirring the Pot

At that very moment—

Inside a lavish presidential suite somewhere in Murica,

Sonia glanced down at her phone, a sly, victorious smile creeping onto her lips. After erasing the recent call history, she carefully set the phone back on the table, exactly as it had been before.

Had Lilian been present, she would have instantly recognized this woman—the same one who had walked alongside Sebastian at Empire Group that unforgettable day.

Just then, the bathroom door swung open.

A man emerged, draped in a deep gray robe. His damp hair clung loosely to his forehead, revealing he had just stepped out of the shower. The usual icy edge that surrounded him seemed softened now, replaced by a raw, magnetic sensuality.

Sonia’s eyes locked onto him, utterly captivated. From the moment she first laid eyes on him at that banquet, she had known—he was the one she desired.

As the eldest daughter of Ashford Corp, she had always enjoyed a life of comfort and privilege. Naturally, she believed that this man was meant to be hers as well.

She had pulled every possible string to get closer to him, hoping he would recognize her exceptional qualities. That was the reason she joined Empire Group, clawing her way up to the position of project director.

She had assumed that simply being near him would be enough to win his heart. But then, out of nowhere, a girlfriend appeared. How could she ever accept that?

This business trip was never supposed to include her. Yet, she insisted on tagging along, leveraging her role as project lead to persuade Foster.

She had thought the trip would offer more chances to get close to Sebastian—but not once had she been given the opportunity.

It was pure chance that she bumped into Foster just now. He had originally come to deliver some documents but had to rush off for an urgent matter, so Sonia volunteered to bring the files up herself.

That was how she found herself inside the presidential suite. The moment she stepped in, she noticed the phone on the table ringing. The caller ID read “Little One.” Her heart twisted painfully with jealousy.

She didn’t even have to guess—the name belonged to that girl from the other day. Acting on impulse, she answered the call without a second thought and said what she did.

Now, Sebastian stared at the woman who had suddenly appeared in his room. His dark eyes were cold and unforgiving, his voice sharp as ice. “Who told you you could come in here?”

His tone snapped Sonia out of her reverie. Quickly masking her admiration, she replied, “Sebastian, it was urgent. I needed to deliver some documents.”

Sebastian’s gaze flicked to the files she had placed on the table. His eyes were frosty as they met hers again. “Put the documents down and leave. Don’t let this happen again.”

Sonia’s face drained of color.

After everything she had done, he still didn’t see her? She took a deep breath and forced a faint smile. “I’ll leave you to it, then.”

With that, she turned on her heel and hurried out of the room. She knew patience was key. Even though Sebastian already had that little girl by his side, Sonia believed that with her own strengths and qualities, he would eventually come to recognize her true worth.

As Sebastian caught the lingering scent of perfume in the air, his brows knit together in irritation.

Before long, the New Year arrived.

Since that phone call, Lilian had not reached out to Sebastian again.

Sebastian had tried calling her multiple times, but she never answered.

“Yeah, or she just grabbed it off the internet.”

“Some people are just jealous. Such nasty energy.”

“Exactly. If you don’t like it, don’t look.”

“Hey, did anyone notice the watch on her wrist?”

“Tell us more!”

“I recognize it. That’s a Patek Philippe, part of the Royal Custom Overseas collection. Every piece in that line costs over a million. That particular model—I’ve studied it before—goes for five million US dollars. Yes, USD.”

“My broke brain can’t even process that. Please, let me bump into her someday.”

“Does she have a boyfriend?”

“Who knows, maybe someone gifted it to her.”

Lilian glanced down at the watch on her wrist. She had no idea what it was worth. Who would have guessed it was so expensive?

Whatever. It was just a shiny rock.

She pulled out her phone, snapped a photo of the mountain nightscape, and posted it directly to Twitter.

The caption read simply: “Happy New Year.”