Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 213

Chapter 213: Spring

Although Lillian hadn’t set foot in a classroom for two whole years, she found that none of the coursework was particularly difficult. The material came easily to her, as if her mind had never lost its sharpness despite the long break.

By midday, she and Natalie headed toward the bustling school cafeteria. They had barely settled into their seats when a familiar voice called out enthusiastically, “Natalic, there you are!”

Lillian looked up, surprised to recognize the girl who had once been the recipient of her help at the bar. The memory of that night fluttered briefly through her mind.

Spring approached their table, blinking as if trying to make sense of the scene before her. It was unusual to see someone new sitting with Natalie—after all, Natalie typically stuck close to Jill and her usual circle. It was a rare sight to find anyone else sharing her company.

“Is this your new classmate?” Spring asked with genuine curiosity, her eyes flicking between them.

Natalie tilted her head, equally puzzled. “You don’t recognize Lillian? She was the one I told you about—the girl from that night at the bar.”

Spring turned her gaze toward Lillian, and for a moment, she seemed almost taken aback. She had never encountered anyone so strikingly beautiful up close. Something about Lillian’s features felt oddly familiar, and then it clicked. “Wait, you’re the girl with the glasses, right?”

Back then, Lillian had worn large, thick-framed glasses, and the dim lighting of the bar had obscured her face. It was no wonder Spring hadn’t made the connection until now.

Lillian offered a small, composed smile. “So, Spring goes to our school too? Funny—I don’t think I’ve ever seen you around before.”

Natalie filled in the gaps. “She transferred here last year, which is probably why you never ran into her. Oh, and her mom works at my house now.”

Spring nodded sweetly. “Yes, thanks to Mr. Carson, I was able to transfer to Riverdale High in my sophomore year. I was so surprised when I first met Natalie at their house—I never imagined our lives would become so intertwined.” She slid gracefully into the seat beside Natalie, her movements quiet and fluid.

A faint glimmer sparked in Lillian’s dark eyes as she replied smoothly, “Intertwined, indeed. Though I’m curious—where did Miss Liao attend school before this?”

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