Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 259

Chapter 259: The Gathering

Noreen felt a warm flush spread across her cheeks, her heart beating rapidly in her chest. Ever since her older brother had reprimanded her last time, she had learned to temper her impatience. So what if he had a girlfriend now? As long as he wasn’t married, there was still a chance for her.

In truth, she refused to believe that all those years of silent affection could simply be overshadowed by some random newcomer. She just needed patience—time on her side. If only he could recognize her true worth, she was certain he would fall for her. He had to.

Sebastian shrugged off his coat and handed it over to Foster, who was standing nearby, ready to take it. The room was cozy, filled with the soft murmur of conversation and the clink of glasses.

Cameron grinned broadly, a teasing sparkle in his eyes. “Sebastian, it’s a real shame you’re not in showbiz. With a face like that, you’d wipe the floor with every fresh-faced rookie out there. Anyone who spends enough time around you is bound to be converted.”

Sebastian sank into a single-seater sofa, reclining with an air of casual ease. He rubbed his forehead slowly, his voice low and magnetic as he replied, “Sounds like I need to have a serious word with the old man about your… preferences. Maybe he can set you straight before it’s too late.”

“Sebastian, Sebastian, come on, don’t be like that! I was only joking,” Cameron said quickly, throwing his hands up in mock surrender.

Manny, never one to miss a chance to stir things up, chuckled from the side. “Cameron, your entertainment company must be crawling with young idols, right? Don’t tell me you and…” He let his sentence hang, raising an eyebrow and giving Cameron a slow, pointed once-over.

Elaine sat nearby, a mischievous grin playing on her lips, clearly enjoying the playful banter unfolding before her.

Cameron quickly pulled the woman next to him into his arms, shooting a sharp glance around the room. “Don’t say nonsense; you’ll make Ivy misunderstand.”

Ivy’s delicate face turned a soft shade of pink. She lowered her gaze shyly, feeling a bit out of place. This was her first time attending such a gathering—surrounded by the elite heirs of the Kingston family. The atmosphere was intimidating, and her nerves were palpable.

Noreen cast a sidelong glance at Ivy, a flicker of disdain in her eyes. Everyone was well aware of Cameron’s reputation as a notorious flirt; he had paraded more so-called girlfriends around than anyone could count.

Then, shifting her attention back to the elegant, sharp-featured man seated across the room, Noreen offered her most dazzling smile and asked in a soft, syrupy tone, “So, Ivy, where are you working these days?”

Manny shot a sly glance at Sebastian, who lounged on the opposite sofa. “Sebastian made it here before you, of course we had to blow up your phone.”

Cameron slouched deeper into the couch, one arm lazily draped around Ivy’s shoulders. “Fawks, you know the drill—three drinks for being late. Can’t believe you actually showed up after Sebastian for once. That’s a first.”

Fawks ignored Cameron’s teasing, stepping past him to settle into the seat beside Sebastian. “Can’t drink right now; I’ve got an assignment. Once it’s done, I’ll make it up to you—slowly.”

Turning his gaze to Sebastian, he added, “Heard you’re not leaving this time.”

Sebastian took a slow sip of his red wine, his eyes glinting with a cold intensity. “Yeah. Things are wrapped up for now; I’ll be staying here for a while.”

“Fawks,” Cameron drawled with a smirk, “if we hadn’t dragged Sebastian out here today, he’d have disappeared already—you know how it is.”