Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 147

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Chapter 147: Photography Skills

Lilian wandered aimlessly for a while, her eyes scanning the area for any raw stones that might catch her interest. Yet, nothing new sparked her excitement. Feeling a bit weary, she eventually settled into a quiet corner to rest.

Not long after, Jacob came across her, lightly dozing in the lounge area. Watching her so vulnerable and unguarded stirred a complex mix of emotions within him—heartache, guilt, and a deep sense of helplessness.

Though only fifteen, Lilian carried a maturity that far exceeded her years. The calm and poise she exhibited were unmistakable signs of someone who had endured far more than a girl her age should. While most teenagers her age were still asking their parents for pocket money, she had already learned to stand on her own two feet and shoulder responsibility.

What struck Jacob most was the quiet strength radiating from her—a resilience shaped by countless hardships and trials.

Suddenly aware of a presence, Lilian blinked awake and found Jacob reclining casually on the sofa beside her, a cup of coffee in hand.

“When did you get here?” she asked, rubbing her temples with a hint of irritation at having actually fallen asleep.

Jacob set his cup down and smiled gently. “Not too long ago. Feeling better now?”

Lilian nodded, a small smile tugging at her lips. “Yeah, I’m fine. Are you done with work?”

“Work never really ends,” Jacob replied, “but rest is important. Otherwise, what’s the point of it all? How was your morning? Any good finds?”

Thinking back to the stones she had opened earlier, Lilian’s smile softened. “Pretty good. I came across a few high-quality pieces.”

Jacob noticed the sparkle in her eyes and realized she must have had some solid successes. She looked genuinely satisfied.

That afternoon, they spent most of their time within the inner auction zone.

The stones in that area were clearly of superior quality compared to those outside—but the prices reflected that as well.

Jacob handed Lilian a bidding slip and explained, “If you want to place a bid, just write it here. For public auctions like Morovia’s, bids have to be made under a company name. Individuals aren’t allowed to bid.”

Lilian accepted the slip with a nod.

In the end, she listed eleven stones. To avoid drawing too much attention or causing trouble, she even included a few average or less desirable ones.

For the next two days, Lilian chose not to return to the auction site. Since she rarely had the chance to travel, she didn’t want to spend all her time focused solely on raw stones.