Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 246

Chapter 246: The Banquet Dispute

Lillian and Natalie made their way over to the lounge area, casually selecting some hors d’oeuvres before settling down on a plush velvet sofa. Around them, the room buzzed with the quiet murmur of conversations and the soft clinking of glasses. Elegant guests in shimmering gowns and sharp tuxedos drifted past like a graceful parade, their laughter and chatter blending into the background as Lillian and Natalie began to chat quietly.

Suddenly, a sharp, cutting voice sliced through the atmosphere, dripping with sarcasm. “Well, well, look who decided to show up,” it sneered. “At a birthday party, no less—oh, it’s Lillian.”

From the corner of the room, Adeline emerged, clad in a pale lavender dress that seemed to glow under the chandelier’s light. A delicate champagne flute rested in her hand, and she was flanked by a small group of girls, all smirking with a shared sense of superiority.

Natalie’s patience snapped. “Do you want something?” she asked, her tone edged with irritation.

One of the girls curled her lip in disdain. “Lillian, this is Eda’s birthday party. Couldn’t you at least make an effort and wear something formal?”

Another chimed in with a sneer, “I bet she doesn’t even own a proper dress. Growing up in some forgotten town, what would she know about parties like this?”

“Exactly,” a third added. “If you’d told me earlier, I could’ve lent you one of mine.”

Their giggles echoed, sharp and cruel.

Adeline’s eyes were filled with scorn as she looked at Lillian. But what truly unnerved her was Lillian’s complete calm. She didn’t flinch or show the slightest sign of being rattled. Instead, she continued eating as if none of their words mattered. Adeline felt a tightening in her chest, frustration bubbling up. How dare this girl remain so composed in the face of their mockery?

“Alright, that’s enough,” Adeline declared, trying to sound magnanimous but failing to mask her condescension. “Not everyone comes from Eda’s background. That’s just the reality of things.”

“Yeah,” one of the girls added smugly. “Eda’s practically the princess of Solara.”

Natalie suddenly spat out a mouthful of water, which splattered onto the floor, before breaking into uncontrollable laughter.

“Princess of Solara? Oh please, that’s hilarious! So, what does that make you? Her servants?” she said, eyes sparkling with mischief.

The girls stammered, clearly taken aback. “Y-you’re talking nonsense!” they protested.

Natalie shot back with mock sincerity, “How is it nonsense? You just called Eda a princess. Naturally, that makes you her little attendants. It’s perfectly logical.”

Natalie rambled on about Joy, her voice light and animated, while Lillian listened quietly, a small smile playing at her lips.

Just then, Daylen approached and slid into the seat beside them. “What’s so funny?” he asked, curiosity in his eyes.

“We’re talking about which universities to apply to,” Natalie replied.

“Ah, right. Graduation’s coming up soon,” Daylen said, taking a slow sip of champagne. “So, which schools are you aiming for?”

“Kingston University, obviously,” Natalie answered without hesitation. In her mind, wherever Lillian went, she’d follow—more people, more fun.

Daylen glanced at Lillian, who was still chewing thoughtfully. “Kingston’s a great choice. What about you, Lillian? Kingston too?”

Lillian finished chewing, then gently wiped her lips with a napkin before responding. “Kingston University. The capital of Dracovia certainly has its appeal.”