Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 242

Chapter 242: Daylen’s Confession

Back at school, Lillian threw herself into her studies and the demanding responsibilities of running the company. The unsettling discovery of those strange parasites lurking within the black-clad men still haunted her thoughts. She hadn’t yet figured out a reliable way to combat them, and the idea of such a threat spreading across Dracovia filled her with dread. The potential fallout could be catastrophic.

Natalie leaned in, nudging Lillian’s elbow gently as she lowered her voice. “Hey, Lillian, aren’t you going to enter the national speech competition? I heard Eda is really excited about it.”

Lillian paused, her pen hovering over her notebook. “Speech competition?”

Natalie blinked, then slapped her forehead in realization. “Oh, right. You weren’t around those days—you were on leave. There’s this big national speech contest coming up. They say the top three winners get bonus points for the SAT. Eda signed up immediately.”

Lillian idly twirled her pen between her fingers, considering. “I’ll think about it. But I’m not sure I have the time. And if it’s a national event, the finals definitely won’t be in Solara.” Between managing Skyreach Group and keeping up with her studies, she barely had a moment to breathe.

Natalie nodded knowingly. “Yeah, they said the finals will be held in Kingston. It’s going to take at least a few days. You should really think it through.”

At noon, the two friends made their way to the bustling cafeteria.

While Natalie queued up for food, Lillian scrolled through her phone. Despite being away for two years, her Twitter followers hadn’t dwindled; in fact, they had grown steadily. She was genuinely surprised. After her recent sighting at the airport, fans had become even more persistent with their questions and comments.

Suddenly, a shadow fell over her. A clear, confident voice broke the hum of the cafeteria: “Lillian, be my girlfriend.”

Startled, she looked up. Standing before her was a handsome young man whose face seemed vaguely familiar. Had she just been confessed to?

The room fell into a stunned hush. Then, almost instantly, whispers rippled through the crowd.

“That’s Daylen!”

“Daylen’s confessing to Lillian?”

“He’s so good-looking—almost like Mr. Goodman back in the day.”

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