Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 295

Chapter 295: Mr. Robert’s Strategy

The events of that night had left an indelible mark on everyone present; the weight of what had transpired hung heavily in the air, though each individual processed it in their own unique way.

Breaking the heavy silence, Robert’s voice, roughened slightly by age or emotion, cut through the room. “Lyla,” he began, his tone firm yet tinged with disappointment, “do you realize where you went wrong?”

Lyla lifted her eyes to meet his, her face serious and tinged with regret. “Grandfather, I’m truly sorry for disappointing you. I misjudged her… and I overestimated my own abilities.”

Robert let out a sharp, contemptuous snort. “Enemy? If you want to call her that, you’d better make sure he even notices you first.”

He reclined slightly in his chair, his voice cold but deliberate. “Yes, I want you to marry Sebastian. But there’s one condition: he must be willing to marry you. If he shows no interest, then I will find someone else for you. The Soren lineage must always prove its strength.”

His words hit Lyla like a sudden gust, leaving her momentarily speechless. She quickly composed herself and responded with urgency, “Grandfather, don’t worry. I’m confident I can win his heart. Today, I was simply too impatient.”

Robert gave a slow, deliberate nod, his tone softening with an unexpected warmth. “Lyla, don’t mistake my words for criticism. Everything I say is for your benefit. You’ve always been my pride, and I refuse to see you gamble your happiness on something as fragile as love. The only true security lies in controlling your own fortune. Sebastian is a remarkable man, yes, but he’s not the only remarkable man in the world. If you don’t see a future with him, walk away before it costs you more than it should. The Soren children were never meant to be worn down to nothing. Do you understand?”

Lyla nodded with sincere obedience. “Yes, Grandfather. I understand completely. I won’t let you down.”

Robert waved a dismissive hand, satisfied. “Good. Now, you two leave. Janus, you stay.”

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