Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 29

That evening, Lillian hailed a cab and made her way to the Noble Spring Pavilion.

Karina had originally purchased a car for Lillian’s convenience, but with Lillian’s hectic schedule managing Skyreach Group, she found it cumbersome to use. So, she generously allowed Karina to take over the vehicle instead.

Noble Spring Pavilion was renowned as one of Solara’s most elite dining establishments, famed for its exclusivity and refined atmosphere.

Yet, when Lillian arrived, she quickly discovered a frustrating obstacle: entry was strictly limited to members, and without a membership card, she was denied access.

The receptionist at the front desk greeted her with a polite but unyielding smile. “I’m sorry, miss, but this restaurant is for members only. Perhaps your friends could come out and escort you inside?”

Lillian was about to reach for her phone to call Natalie when a sharp, mocking voice cut through the air.

“Well, well, if it isn’t Ms. Harrington. Can’t get in, huh? I always thought you were so impressive. Looks like you’re just another nobody stuck outside. Want me to escort you in? After all, people like you—coming from nowhere—probably have never set foot in a place this exclusive.”

Calmly, Lillian turned toward the voice’s owner.

A group of young men and women approached, and at their forefront was Olivia, the woman speaking.

Lillian’s lips curled into a lazy smile at the sight of her.

“Ah, Ms. Olivia,” she said smoothly. “Your… ‘performance’ at the charity gala was truly unforgettable. I still remember it as if it were yesterday.”

The mention of that humiliating evening caused Olivia’s expression to darken; a flicker of malice glimmered in her eyes.

Her voice dripped with bitterness. “I knew it! You and Mia were working together! No wonder you were so ‘helpful’ that night!”

Lillian scoffed, shaking her head. “Ms. Olivia, your imagination is truly something. For starters, I don’t even know this ‘Ms. Mia’ you’re talking about. And secondly, wasn’t Mia your closest friend? Maybe you should take a moment to reflect before casting accusations.”

“Shut up!” Olivia snapped back angrily.

Suddenly, the sharp click of high heels echoed from inside the restaurant.

“Lillian! What took you so long? Everyone’s waiting for you!” Jill hurried out, her gaze flicking to the tense group surrounding Lillian, her brow furrowing in concern.

“Your friends?” Jill asked, eyeing the strangers.

Damn, she thought, women really do change their faces faster than flipping through pages.

Without sparing Olivia a glance, Ethan walked past her and approached Lillian and Jill.

He smiled warmly. “What are you two doing here? Have you eaten yet?”

Jill grinned and linked her arm through his. “Ethan, why are you here?” she asked sweetly.

He reached up and tousled her hair affectionately. “Business. And you? Why did you drag Lillian out?”

Jill pouted playfully. “Obviously to eat! You have no idea how busy Lillian is. It took forever to convince her to come out with us.”

Lillian watched the easy, familiar exchange between the siblings, and for a fleeting moment, a strange emotion stirred deep within her chest.

It was a mixture of longing and a bittersweet ache.

Her lips curved into a faint, wistful smile, though beneath it lay a shadow of sorrow she kept carefully hidden.