Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 27

Chapter 27: Jacob Larson

Jacob took a step forward, slowly removing his sunglasses. Unlike Sebastian’s sharp, devilish charm, Jacob carried an air of quiet sophistication and intellect. His voice was warm and carried a natural grace that immediately set a calm tone.

“Ms. Harrington, I hope I’m not intruding. I’m Jacob Larson, Mr. Arron’s son,” he said politely.

The moment Lillian emerged from the school gates, Jacob had already recognized her. In person, she was even more stunning than her photographs suggested. There was a lightness to her presence, a freshness that seemed to breathe life into the air around her. Her eyes sparkled like stars, bright and captivating, effortlessly drawing attention.

Lillian had already pieced together who he was. Since arriving in Solara, she’d only encountered a handful of influential figures, so connecting the dots wasn’t difficult.

“Mr. Larson, how may I assist you today?” she asked, her tone courteous but measured, keeping a polite distance.

Jacob smiled gently, his warmth reminiscent of a gentle spring breeze. “I wanted to come personally and thank you for saving my father’s life.”

Lillian’s smile was subtle, polite but edged with a hint of reserve.

“There’s no need to thank me. It was an emergency, and I would have done the same for anyone. You don’t owe me anything, Mr. Larson.”

Jacob’s lips curved into a faint smile. “Still, fate has intertwined your path with my family’s. The Larson family never forgets a debt. I came not only to express my gratitude but also to extend a sincere invitation.”

He found it amusing—most people eagerly sought connections with the Larson family, yet this young woman appeared determined to maintain her distance. That only deepened his admiration for her.

Lillian met his gaze steadily. “Looks like I don’t have much choice but to attend this so-called ‘red wedding,’ huh?” she joked lightly.

Jacob chuckled, his eyes sparkling as he gestured toward the waiting car.

The Rolls-Royce glided smoothly through the quiet streets, the ride inside enveloped in silence. The city’s hustle faded behind them as they approached an imposing estate.

The vehicle finally came to a stop before a grand, traditional mansion. Two security guards promptly stepped out, opening the doors with practiced efficiency.

Above the entrance, three large golden characters gleamed in the soft afternoon light.

“Emerald Pavilion,” Jacob announced quietly.

The estate radiated an undeniable aura of grandeur and prestige.

An elegantly dressed woman appeared to escort them inside. The interior was breathtaking—a perfect blend of classic elegance and ethereal beauty. A gentle mist drifted lazily through the air, while the soft strains of ancient music floated delicately around the space. Miniature waterfalls trickled beside carefully arranged rock gardens, crafting a dreamlike atmosphere that seemed almost otherworldly.

They stopped before a private dining room, its heavy doors opening to reveal a warm, inviting space.

As soon as they entered, a booming voice echoed through the room.

“Lillian! You’ve finally arrived. I was beginning to think this brat wouldn’t manage to bring you!”

Laughter followed, rich and hearty.

Mr. Arron strode forward, his face lit with a broad smile.

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