Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 248

Chapter 248: A Backfire

Eda reveled shamelessly in the sea of compliments surrounding her, her vanity swelling with every flattering word. The warmth of admiration wrapped around her like a cloak, feeding her pride.

Lillian tilted her head slightly, feigning innocence as she spoke with a curious tone. “So, if I understand correctly, Eda’s father holds almost absolute power in Kingston? He can pretty much do whatever he wants?” Her voice was light, but the implication hung heavy in the air.

Adeline puffed up with pride, nodding confidently. “Exactly. No one in Kingston dares to challenge him.”

Lillian’s smile was subtle, almost sly, as she nodded slowly. “Hmm, interesting… I wonder—do the officials in Kingston know about this? If they do, maybe it’s time for him to step aside and hand over the throne.” Her words were carefully chosen, loaded with dangerous suggestion.

The color drained from the faces of those nearby. Such talk was no joke. If these insinuations reached the wrong ears, Mac’s entire career could be destroyed in an instant.

Eda’s expression darkened immediately. “Lillian, you should watch your tongue. Spreading nonsense like that could land you in court for slander.”

Lillian sipped her wine leisurely, unfazed. “Nonsense? When your friend just said it herself, you seemed to agree. Everyone here heard it clearly. How is that suddenly my invention?”

Adeline’s face paled, her confidence crumbling. “That’s ridiculous! She was the one who said it, not me!”

Eda shot Adeline a sharp, furious look. Stupid. In just two sentences, she’d dragged them both into Lillian’s trap and sealed their fate.

“Lillian, Adeline was only joking,” Eda said quickly, forcing a tight smile. “We’re young—we shouldn’t be gossiping about grown-up matters. You all keep chatting. I need to greet some other guests.” Without another word, she turned and strode away briskly, her face clouded with frustration. Adeline and the others hurried after her, their steps uneasy.

Lillian’s lips curved into a cold, triumphant smile as she watched them retreat.

Natalie gave her an enthusiastic thumbs-up. “You’re incredible, Lillian! Took you just two lines to send them running. I’m definitely taking notes.”

Lillian pushed a few chicken wings toward her. “Better eat up. Sometimes brute strength wins the day too.”

Daylen chuckled softly, quietly observing the scene. Beneath Lillian’s composed exterior, he was beginning to see a different side of her—loyal and warm, at least with her friends.

Upstairs, Eda stormed into her bedroom, slamming doors and knocking over objects in a fit of rage. Adeline stood frozen, shaken by the intensity of her friend’s outburst.

Downstairs, in a quiet corner away from the swirling crowd on the dance floor, Lillian, Natalie, and Daylen sat together. The noise and chaos of the party felt distant here.

Lillian had no interest in the party’s frivolity. Natalie was only here for the food, and Daylen despised socializing. So the three found refuge in their little sanctuary.

Daylen and Natalie bantered back and forth playfully, while Lillian sipped her wine quietly, a faint smile playing on her lips as she watched their friendly sparring.

Eda and Adeline soon reappeared, now dressed in fresh outfits. Their eyes scanned the room until they spotted the trio.

They approached with measured steps.

“So this is where you’ve been hiding,” Eda said lightly, forcing a smile. “Why not come join the dancing?”

Lillian barely glanced up, her attention fixed on her phone. She had no illusions about Eda’s sudden friendliness; if she came over, it was only to cause trouble. As long as she didn’t provoke her, Lillian was content to keep her silence until the night was over.

Natalie, polite despite her irritation, answered first. “Sorry, I don’t dance.”