Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 555

**TITLE: The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 555**
**CONTENT: Chapter 555 The Celebration Banquet**

As the sun began its descent and cast a golden hue over Kingston University, Lillian and Isabelle emerged from the sterile confines of the lab building. The air was crisp, the kind that hinted at the winter chill to come, and as they stepped into the open, a vibrant flash of color caught their attention, drawing their eyes like moths to a flame.

There, parked with an air of audacious confidence, was a candy-pink sports car that seemed almost too flamboyant for the dreary surroundings. Leaning against it with a casual grace was Chloe, impossible to overlook in her oversized sunglasses that gleamed under the waning sunlight. She wore a pristine white dress that flowed elegantly beneath a long pink coat, and her knee-high boots clung to her legs like a second skin. Against the dull winter backdrop, she was an eye-catching splash of defiance, a stark contrast to the muted tones of the season.

The moment Chloe’s gaze locked onto Lillian, she pushed herself off the car and approached with a deliberate elegance, her smile a mix of warmth and mockery. “Ms. Harrington, how delightful to see you! How have you been keeping?”

“Perfect,” Lillian replied, her smile light but her eyes sharp. “Even better now that our paths have crossed.”

Chloe raised her chin with a smug satisfaction, reveling in the moment. “Good to hear! I have some wonderful news to share. Well, wonderful for me, at least. For you? Not so much.” With a flourish, she retrieved a black-and-gold invitation card from her designer bag, extending it toward Lillian with a flourish. “Here it is. The Sinclair Group’s celebration banquet. I made a point to deliver this to you personally.”

Lillian’s lips curled into a sardonic smile as she took the card from Chloe’s hand, her fingers brushing against the smooth surface. “You’re so sincere in your invitation. Of course, I wouldn’t dream of missing it.”

Chloe’s smirk deepened, her voice dripping with disdain. “You must be feeling quite let down. Instead of crumbling under pressure, the Sinclair family has emerged stronger than ever. Even your little stunt only left you looking wet and humiliated. It appears you truly are a jinx—your misfortune has washed us clean, and now we’ve risen again.”

“Is that so?” Lillian’s laughter was as cold as the winter air around them. “Then congratulations are in order. I’m sure the Sinclair family will continue to shine brightly. Just make sure to hold tight to that precious seat of yours as the Sinclair Group’s young lady.” With that, she turned on her heel, striding past Chloe without a backward glance, her resolve unshakeable.

Chloe sneered at Lillian’s retreating figure, the corners of her mouth twisting in irritation, before she slipped back into her pink sports car and sped away, tires screeching against the pavement.

As the clock ticked toward Saturday evening, the scene outside the Imperial Hotel was nothing short of spectacular. The grand entrance buzzed with excitement, a whirlwind of headlights illuminating the velvet ropes that marked the red carpet. One luxurious vehicle after another glided to a halt, releasing Kingston’s elite into the spotlight, their laughter and chatter echoing in the crisp night air.

She shook her head, her expression softening slightly. “No. Tonight is my battlefield. I’ve been waiting too long for this moment. Stay home and wait for me.”

Sebastian exhaled softly, his arms wrapping around her in a protective embrace. His lips brushed against her forehead, a tender gesture filled with unspoken support. “Go, then. I’ll be right here, waiting for your return.”

At the door, Unno stood ready and waiting. “Miss, everything is prepared,” he announced, his tone professional and efficient.

Lillian nodded, then turned back toward Sebastian for one last moment. Her eyes glimmered with unshed emotion, but her voice remained steady. “Mr. Whitmore… thank you. For everything.”

In a brief yet fierce embrace, she wrapped her arms around him, drawing strength from their connection before slipping away, her figure resolute as she climbed into the waiting car, ready to face whatever the night would bring.