Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 346

**TITLE: The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 346**
**CONTENT: Chapter 346 Triny’s Jealousy**

Cameron found himself awkwardly perched at the dining table, his attention split between Lillian and Louis, while a half-eaten sandwich precariously dangled from his lips. He chewed with an almost comical lack of decorum, the sound of his enthusiastic munching echoing through the otherwise tranquil room. “Don’t mind me, you two just carry on,” he mumbled, his voice muffled by the mouthful of bread and fillings. In a hasty, almost desperate move, he snatched a glass of milk from the table and gulped down a generous portion, the stark white liquid contrasting sharply against the rich, dark wood of the table beneath him.

Lillian, her eyes glimmering with mischief, leaned in closer, clearly entertained by the spectacle before her. “So, what kind of trouble did you get into last night?” she teased, a playful lilt in her voice that hinted at her enjoyment of Cameron’s clumsy antics.

Cameron swallowed hard, a grimace flitting across his face as he braced himself to recount the previous evening’s misadventures. “Oh, please, don’t even bring it up,” he replied, shaking his head as if trying to physically dislodge the memories. “After I managed to offend you yesterday, I thought it would be wise to seek some sage advice from friends. Let me tell you, they drained me dry—emotionally and physically. I was up all night, and this,” he gestured dramatically at the remnants of his sandwich, “is what I’ve been reduced to. I haven’t even had a proper meal since this morning!”

With a sense of urgency, he reached for another piece of bread, practically inhaling it as if it were the last morsel of sustenance he would ever see.

Louis, who had been quietly observing the chaotic scene unfold, chuckled softly, shaking his head in bemusement. “Mr. Cameron, you really need to slow down a bit. At this rate, you’re going to give yourself indigestion. Why don’t I have the kitchen whip up something a bit more substantial for you?” With that, he turned on his heel, his footsteps echoing softly against the polished floor as he made his way toward the kitchen.

Sebastian, who had been watching the unfolding spectacle with a critical eye, shot Cameron a disdainful look. “Hurry up and finish, then get out,” he said bluntly, his tone leaving little room for debate.

Cameron merely grinned, unfazed by Sebastian’s brusque demeanor. “Sebastian, I can’t leave just yet. I have to redeem myself, don’t I?” His gaze shifted to Lillian, and he flashed her a fawning smile that was almost comical in its earnestness. “Lillian, I know how deeply you care about Wargod. While I may not be able to do much, I can certainly share some vital information. In mid-September, the president of Philips Corp will be in Kingston for Million Corp Studios’ anniversary banquet. That’s when the crucial decisions regarding Wargod will be made. I can introduce you to him then.”

Lillian’s expression shifted, her brow furrowing in thought as she processed this new information. She had nearly resigned herself to the idea of losing this opportunity, but Cameron’s words ignited a flicker of hope within her. If there was even the slightest chance, why not seize it? “All right, then. Just make sure you keep me in the loop,” she replied, her voice steady but tinged with anticipation.

Cameron lifted his glass of milk, a broad grin spreading across his face like sunlight breaking through clouds. “Here’s to your success, Lillian.”

Later that afternoon, as the sun cast a warm glow over the bustling city, Sebastian drove Lillian to her office building. The streets were alive with energy, people darting about, each lost in their own world. As he leaned over to unbuckle her seat belt, he spoke softly, “I’ll come pick you up when you’re finished.”

Lillian rummaged through the back seat for her bag, her mind racing with thoughts of the work that awaited her. “No need for that. I don’t know how late I’ll be at the office tonight. When I’m done, I’ll just take a cab home. Seriously, don’t worry about me.”

Sebastian brushed a gentle kiss against her forehead, his smile radiating warmth and affection that made her heart flutter. “My little girl makes things far too easy on me. That simply won’t do. Call me when you’re done, all right?”

The tenderness in his eyes made her heart swell, and she couldn’t help but laugh softly, feeling a mix of gratitude and affection. “Fine. I’ll call,” she promised, stepping out of the car and watching as he drove away, the engine purring softly like a contented cat.

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