Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 465

**TITLE: The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 465**
**CONTENT: Chapter 465 Laney’s Strange Behavior**

As Lillian slipped into the car, the atmosphere was thick with unspoken words. Randall turned to her, his expression a mix of playful reproach and genuine curiosity. “Lillian, we’ve been friends for quite some time now. I traveled all the way to your school for an event, and you were nowhere to be found. Am I really not worth your time as a friend?”

She settled into the plush seat opposite him, a smile dancing on her lips. “With so many people around, how can you be so certain that I wasn’t there?”

Randall raised an eyebrow, a smirk creeping across his face. “Oh, I have sharp eyes. I’d recognize you in a crowd of thousands.”

Lillian chuckled, shaking her head. “Come on, now you’re just being ridiculous. Are you claiming to be some sort of superhero with x-ray vision?”

The playful banter hung in the air for a moment before Randall’s tone shifted, a hint of excitement creeping in. “By the way, did you hear? I landed a role in Wargod.”

Lillian’s laughter faded as she processed his words. A wave of recognition washed over her. In her previous life, Randall had been the leading man in Wargod. It seemed fate had a way of circling back.

“Congratulations!” she exclaimed, genuinely pleased for him.

Randall’s brow furrowed in confusion. “Wait a minute—did you have a hand in this? I thought you told Wayne to bring me in for the part.”

Lillian shook her head, her smile unwavering. “No, I didn’t. After the jewelry launch, I barely stepped foot in the company. He must have just thought you were the right fit.”

Randall slapped his forehead dramatically, a look of mock despair crossing his face. “Here I was, thinking you were the one who orchestrated this. I was so pumped about it! If I had known it was just luck, I should have bargained for a better deal.”

Lillian rolled her eyes, trying to suppress a grin. “Honestly, if you’d passed up this project, it would have been the biggest regret of your entire acting career.”

“Are you serious?” Randall asked, his disbelief palpable.

“Absolutely serious. You don’t believe me?”

“Of course I believe you. And if this really turns out to be a hit, I’ll make sure to reward you with a big red envelope as a thank you,” he said, a playful grin spreading across his face.

“You better keep your word,” she replied, her tone teasing yet firm.

Their conversation flowed effortlessly, laughter punctuating the air, until a car pulling over by the roadside caught Lillian’s attention. She squinted through the window, her heart skipping a beat as she recognized it instantly—it was one of Sebastian’s cars. She could recall nearly every vehicle in his expansive garage, each one etched in her memory.

But then, as she watched a woman emerge from the vehicle, her heart plummeted. It was Laney. The sight of her smiling as she conversed with someone inside the car sent a jolt of confusion through Lillian. Laney hurried back toward the campus, her demeanor bright and carefree, before the car sped away, leaving Lillian in a swirl of thoughts.

Lillian noticed the changes but refrained from asking. She had made a promise to Sebastian—to trust him and to trust Laney. She intended to honor that commitment, no matter how difficult it became.

Meanwhile, at the Phillips family estate, the sun cast a warm glow over the courtyard where Merrick and Eric sat engaged in a serious game of Go. The butler was nearby, diligently brewing tea, the fragrant steam curling into the air.

“Anything significant happening at the company?” Merrick inquired, his eyes glued to the board as he contemplated his next move.

Eric captured a piece with a swift motion and replied, “Not much at the moment. But I’ve had several visits from Mrs. Stint.”

Merrick paused, a frown creasing his brow. “What does she want?”

“She’s looking to establish a partnership with Philips Corp in pharmaceutical research. I turned her down.”

Merrick’s expression darkened, his mind racing with thoughts. “Renee Stint isn’t someone to take lightly. You were wise to refuse her. I met her a few times back in Murica—she’s a woman who knows how to play the long game. Keep your guard up around her.”

Eric nodded, a look of determination in his eyes. “I understand completely.”