Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 287

Chapter 287 Shadows Rising

Lyla dismissed the tension with effortless elegance as she gracefully moved toward Robert. Sliding her arm through his in a casual, intimate gesture, she glanced at Sebastian and remarked, “I never imagined you’d be so loyal and sentimental, Mr. Whitmore. I must say, that’s quite admirable.”

In that moment, she felt certain their connection wasn’t as profound as it seemed on the surface. Previously, she might have convinced herself they shared a genuine love; but after hearing his words, her confidence only deepened, reinforcing her belief that appearances could be deceiving.

“Who would have guessed the distinguished Mr. Whitmore would be so touched by a single act of kindness?” Robert interjected smoothly, a hint of amusement in his voice. “I must admit, it makes an old man like me a bit envious.”

His comment subtly shifted the atmosphere. The people around them now regarded Lyla with a faint trace of scorn, even a hint of schadenfreude flickering in their eyes.

A sharp sparkle flashed in Cameron’s gaze as he chuckled lightly. “Now hold on, Mr. Robert, you’re missing the point. Do you realize how much effort Sebastian had to put in to win Lillian over? And let’s not forget—she saved his life. That’s no small favor; it’s a debt that can never be repaid, almost like being granted a second chance at life. How did that become ‘just a bit of kindness’ in your eyes?”

Cameron’s words clearly caught Robert off guard for a moment. It was rare for a junior to challenge him so openly, especially in front of such a crowd. But this was Cameron—never one to care about etiquette or setting, always speaking his mind without hesitation.

Lyla’s confident facade wavered for a brief second, yet she quickly regained her composure, her smile smooth and refined. “Mr. Cameron, you’re teasing. Grandfather was merely expressing his admiration for Mr. Whitmore. After all, these days, loyalty and sincerity are increasingly rare.”

Cameron simply shrugged, his indifference unmistakable.

With a polite smile, Fawks stepped forward to address Robert. “Please don’t take offense, Mr. Robert. He’s always been a bit outspoken. We’re just grateful to be included in tonight’s gathering.”

Fawks’ tactful words gently defused the tension, offering Robert a graceful exit from the awkward moment.

Robert chuckled, the corners of his eyes crinkling with warmth. “It’s nothing. Youth is bound to be impulsive—that’s natural. But,” his tone grew serious, “remember, no matter the circumstances, the bigger picture should always come first.”

His words carried a deeper meaning, one open to interpretation depending on who listened.

Lillian caught the sharp glint in Robert’s eyes and thought silently, What a clever fox. Smiling while keeping everyone under his control—this one clearly enjoys being in charge.

A flicker of understanding passed through Janus’ eyes before he let out a low, amused chuckle. “Ms. Harrington is far too modest.”

Sebastian tightened his grip on Lillian’s hand, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “I’m honored that Mr. Janus thinks so highly of my fiancée. She’s been spoiled by me for far too long; she doesn’t know where the line is.”

Then, turning his gaze to her with indulgence, he added, “Janus is one of the finest gamblers in Kingston. Beating him was pure luck.”

Lillian shot him a playful glare. “You know I’ve always relied on luck.”

Seeing her pout, Sebastian couldn’t resist. He reached out and gently tapped the tip of her nose.

“You… I really have spoiled you beyond saving.”