Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 428

**TITLE: The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 428**
**CONTENT: Chapter 428 Morgan’s Birthday Banquet**

Without hesitation, Beth nodded in agreement. “Absolutely, I believe Chloe is onto something—she’s nothing but a burden,” she declared, her voice laced with a mix of relief and certainty.

“Enough!” Morgan’s voice rang out, slicing through the murmurs of the gathering like a sharp knife. “I expect all of you to keep your opinions to yourselves. When Lillian arrives tomorrow, you’d better tread carefully; any misstep that might upset her will not be taken lightly. If I hear of any slip-ups, don’t come crying to me about the consequences.” With that, he rose from his chair, his demeanor commanding, and made his way upstairs, leaving a palpable tension in the air.

The hall, once filled with chatter, fell into an abrupt silence, the weight of Morgan’s words hanging heavily over the guests.

The following morning, as the sun began to rise and cast a golden glow over the Sinclair estate, the servants of the household were already hard at work, bustling about with an air of excitement.

The courtyard had been transformed into a scene of festive elegance, adorned with vibrant decorations that spoke of both luxury and celebration. Strings of shimmering lights danced in the gentle breeze, while colorful banners fluttered, adding to the jubilant atmosphere.

By just a little past ten, the sound of laughter and chatter began to fill the air as guests arrived in a steady stream, each one greeted warmly by Henry and Vivian, who wore smiles that radiated joy.

Chloe, looking every bit the picture of perfection in her exquisite outfit, mingled effortlessly with a group of friends her own age, her laughter ringing out like music.

Meanwhile, Morgan occupied the seat of honor in the main hall, draped in a striking red silk Tang jacket that accentuated his charismatic presence. Beside him sat Beth, her eyes sparkling with pride as she watched the festivities unfold.

As guests approached to extend their birthday wishes, Morgan’s face lit up with genuine cheer, each greeting sparking a moment of connection that he cherished.

Suddenly, the atmosphere shifted as a remarkably handsome man stepped into the hall. His tall stature and refined elegance drew the attention of the nearby girls, their eyes lighting up with admiration and whispers of intrigue.

“Chloe, who is that guy? You have to introduce us!” one of her friends exclaimed, her tone playful and eager.

“Yeah, don’t keep him all to yourself—handsome guys are meant to be shared!” another chimed in, laughter punctuating her words.

Chloe turned her gaze toward the newcomer, a triumphant smile spreading across her face. “He’s not someone you can just approach. Excuse me,” she replied, her tone playful yet possessive, before rising from her seat and striding confidently toward him.

Chloe giggled, her laughter infectious. “Grandpa, we’re off then!” she exclaimed, playfully tugging Julius along as they made their way into the throng of guests.

Beth watched them leave, a smile playing on her lips. “Old man, don’t you think Julius and our Chloe are quite the perfect pair?” she mused, her tone light yet thoughtful.

Morgan’s expression shifted slightly, his brow furrowing as he considered her words. “Enough. Young people must carve their own paths. If they are meant to be together, it will happen; if not, pushing them together will only lead to trouble,” he replied, his tone firm, silencing any further discussion on the matter.

Beth fell silent, respecting his wishes, though her mind lingered on the potential of their union.

Meanwhile, at Ravenwood Manor, Sebastian watched Lillian as she stood in a stunning white dress, her beauty striking against the backdrop of the elegant room. “Are you absolutely certain you don’t want me to accompany you?” he asked, concern etching his features.

Lillian smiled softly, a hint of determination in her eyes. “No need for that. I can handle this on my own; besides, there are things I really need to retrieve,” she replied, her voice steady but laced with an undercurrent of resolve. In her previous life, she had often pondered how Vivian had known about the jade key and why she had insisted so strongly that Lillian hand it over.

Those questions had haunted her, lingering like shadows in her mind. The only conclusion she could draw was that Vivian must have uncovered its secret somewhere along the way; the only plausible explanation was that her mother had left behind some kind of notes—clues that could unravel the mystery once and for all.