Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 304

**TITLE: The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 304**
**CONTENT: Chapter 304 Auction**

Had it only been Cameron and a few others present today, Travis might have found the strength to hold his ground, perhaps even muster the courage to push back a little. But standing in the imposing shadow of Sebastian, he realized there was no choice but to retreat—and he did so with an unsettling willingness.

Sebastian leaned down, a warm smile spreading across his face as he affectionately tousled the little girl’s hair. “How to handle this… that’s entirely up to you,” he said, his tone light yet laced with an underlying seriousness.

Lillian turned her gaze toward Travis, her eyes locking onto his. In that moment, she saw a man who had transformed from brash and arrogant to utterly defeated. Just moments ago, he had been loud and overbearing, but now, the shift in his demeanor revealed that he wasn’t completely foolish—at least he recognized when it was time to concede.

Cameron stepped closer to Lillian, his voice low but insistent. “Lillian, you can’t just let this bastard off the hook. You have no idea how insufferably arrogant this punk is in Kingston. If you don’t teach him a lesson, he’ll think he can walk all over you.”

Lillian met Cameron’s gaze, a faint smile gracing her lips. “Well, since Mr. Mac claims it was all just a misunderstanding, if I keep bringing it up, it would only make me look small-minded.” She paused, considering the fun they had just shared. “And besides, Mr. Mac was quite entertaining just now; let’s chalk today up to experience and move on. But if something this amusing happens again, Mr. Mac, you’d better remember to invite me next time.”

Travis let out a deep sigh, a wave of relief washing over his features. “No, never again. I wouldn’t dare,” he replied, his voice almost a whisper, as if the weight of the moment had lifted off his shoulders.

Sebastian shot Travis a cool, assessing look before effortlessly lifting the little girl into his arms. “Let’s go. You’ve soaked in the hot spring long enough; it’s time for dinner.”

As Lillian watched their figures retreat, a sense of hollowness settled over Noreen. The sting of humiliation burned within her, and the fact that he hadn’t even deemed her worthy of a glance felt like a dagger to her heart. In that instant, even the simple act of breathing became an arduous task.

The afternoon auction was set to take place in the hotel’s grand ballroom, a lavish space that buzzed with anticipation.

By the time Lillian and her companions arrived, the room was nearly filled to capacity, the air thick with excitement and tension.

Onstage, a massive screen displayed a continuous loop of presentations, showcasing the land’s location, its surrounding environment, and essential information that would entice potential bidders.

The moment Sebastian entered, the atmosphere shifted dramatically.

The confidence of the other bidders visibly faltered; after all, if that man had his sights firmly set on the property, their chances of success plummeted to near zero.

They made their way to their designated seats, only to discover they were situated right next to the Soren family, along with Janus, Rowan, and Lyla.

Once Lyla finished her explanation, the auctioneer took center stage, flanked by notaries and staff who confirmed their readiness to proceed.

“Thank you all for being here today,” the auctioneer announced, his voice booming with enthusiasm. “I trust Miss Soren has already covered the basics of this property, so I won’t bore you with repetition. Let’s kick off the bidding. The starting price is ten billion.”

As soon as the words left his lips, paddles shot up across the room like fireworks, each bidder eager to make their mark.

The numbers soared rapidly.

In mere moments, the price skyrocketed to an astonishing fifty billion.

Fifty billion marked a significant threshold; after that, the pace of bidding noticeably slowed, the initial fervor dissipating as some participants reevaluated their chances and dropped out entirely.

Rowan scanned the room, his brow furrowing in thought. He leaned toward Robert, speaking in a hushed tone. “Much lower than expected,” he murmured, a hint of surprise coloring his voice.