Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 132

Chapter 132: A Dinner for Jacob

Lilian carefully chose a restaurant known for its outstanding reviews. Now that she and Jacob had settled into a friendship, there was no need for stiff formalities—what truly mattered was enjoying a meal worth savoring.

As Jacob scanned the menu, a chuckle escaped him. “Looks like you really put some effort into this. Getting a reservation here isn’t exactly a walk in the park.”

Lilian slipped off her coat and folded it neatly over the chair next to her, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. “Naturally. I wasn’t about to just drag Mr. Jacob to some random spot without doing my homework first.”

Jacob shook his head with an amused grin, noticing the confident gleam in her eyes. She was young, yes, but carried herself with a maturity far beyond her years—definitely not someone to underestimate.

After they placed their orders, Lilian caught the server’s attention and requested a tea set be brought over.

Jacob raised an eyebrow, a teasing edge to his voice. “Since when did you have this kind of skill?”

With a mysterious smile, Lilian replied, “I know you enjoy tea, so I brought out one of my rarest treasures just for this evening.”

Jacob’s expression softened, touched by the gesture. “Oh? Sounds like I’m in for something special then.”

He was well aware that Lilian possessed many rare and valuable things. Even the herbs cultivated in her pharmaceutical facility were unlike anything else on the market. The very idea piqued his curiosity.

Soon enough, the server arrived with the tea set.

Lilian reached into her bag and pulled out a thermos, carefully pouring hot water into the teapot to begin the brewing process.

Next, she retrieved a small pouch of tea leaves, sifting through them with deliberate care.

Her knowledge of tea brewing had come from her mentor, a passionate tea connoisseur. Growing up under his guidance, it had become second nature to her. The leaves she was using tonight were from a wild tea tree she had stumbled upon during a mountain foraging trip. Though she wasn’t certain of the exact variety, she had transplanted it into her spatial dimension, where it flourished thanks to the nourishing spring water.

She still vividly recalled the first time she brewed this tea for her mentor—he had bombarded her with questions about where she’d gotten it. Thankfully, she was quick on her feet.

Since this dinner was a way to thank Jacob, she thought the least she could do was prepare a pot of tea herself.

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