Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 56

Chapter 56: The Flea Emerges

Tears welled up in Yulia’s eyes as she stared helplessly at the video playing on her phone’s screen. Her voice trembled, fragile and soft like a delicate flower drenched in a sudden rainstorm. “I believe in Jeremy. He’s exceptional—no wonder people are drawn to him. But that Lilian… she really ought to know her place. A girl like her, with nothing, will only bring him trouble he doesn’t need.”

A girl sitting beside her reached out, trying to soothe her distress. “Yulia, don’t let this get to you. Everyone knows who’s the better match—between you and Lilian, it’s obviously you. You and Jeremy have a history; you grew up side by side. What does she have? She’s just some nobody from a forgotten town. You need to hold your head high and believe in yourself.”

Others nearby quickly chimed in, their voices brimming with certainty and support.

“Exactly! You’re the only heir to Sawyer Corp. That little—well, you know—Lilian? She’s not even in your league.”

“Maybe that whole drama with Rina on the first day back at school was just an act to grab Jeremy’s attention. Seriously, what are the odds something so over-the-top happens right when she shows up?”

“She’s definitely after their money. Girls like her always know how to play the game.”

“It’s just pathetic how so many of our classmates fell for her innocent act.”

Yulia nodded along with their words, but inside, a gnawing unease took root. No matter how logical their voices sounded, she couldn’t shake the creeping sense of danger. Lilian was far too dazzling—so mesmerizing that ignoring her was impossible. Every time Yulia thought of that face, a fierce wave of hatred surged within her chest. More than anything, she wanted to destroy it.

Meanwhile, Lilian had spent the afternoon wandering through the bustling mall, carefully selecting everything Sunny might need: fresh food, toiletries, even ordering plush rugs to make their apartment feel more like home. After confirming the delivery details with the staff, she finally stepped out into the cool evening air. The sun was already dipping below the horizon, casting long shadows and bathing the streets in a soft, fading light.

As she walked home, Sunny rested comfortably draped over her shoulder, murmuring quietly, “Someone’s been following us.”

Lilian’s voice was lazy, almost amused, as she replied, “Ugh, why is it always these pesky fleas? But since they’re so persistent, wouldn’t it be a shame not to say hello?”

She turned down a narrow side alley, her footsteps slow and unhurried. Behind her, hesitant but purposeful footsteps echoed, following her every move.

Stepping deeper into the shadowed passage, Lilian spoke without glancing back. “Well? Since you’re here, why don’t you come out and introduce yourselves?”

As Lilian approached confidently, the men instinctively recoiled, crawling backward in panic.

“We-we’re sorry!” one stammered desperately. “Please, let us go!”

She stopped in front of the ringleader, tilting her head slightly as she regarded him coolly. “Then tell me—who sent you?”

The bleach-blond man swallowed hard, his voice shaking. “It was a woman named Olivia. She paid us a hundred thousand dollars and told us to attack you… to record it, post it online, and ruin your reputation. She wanted to make sure you couldn’t stay in Solara.”

“Olivia!” Lilian’s eyes flickered with surprise. That name hadn’t crossed her mind in ages. If it hadn’t come up today, she might have forgotten her completely. So much for that help at the banquet—it had clearly been a mistake.

Her expression turned icy as she glared down at the trembling thug. “Call Olivia. Tell her to meet you at the place you planned to film. When she arrives, I want you to do everything she ordered against me—to her instead. If I’m satisfied, you walk away. If not…”

She left the threat hanging in the air, but the deadly look in her eyes spoke volumes. Shaking uncontrollably, the men scrambled for their phones, their hands trembling as they prepared to make the call.