Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 375

**The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 375**
**Chapter 375 Elsie**

Moments later, the unmistakable click-clack of high heels echoed through the elongated corridor of the dormitory, each step resonating with an air of authority and elegance.

Suddenly, a stunning figure appeared, her presence so commanding that it seemed to momentarily halt time. The rich, intoxicating scent of her opulent perfume filled the space, lingering like a whisper of luxury long after she had passed. Her makeup was flawlessly applied, highlighting her striking features with a bold yet sophisticated touch. Dressed in a dazzling silver-gray gown that clung to her curves like a second skin, she carried a designer handbag that spoke volumes of her wealth and status. Every piece of jewelry she adorned was carefully selected, sparkling with an elegance that seemed to outshine the very room itself. Her hair was styled to perfection, each strand meticulously arranged, as if daring to stray from its appointed place.

Following closely behind was a younger woman, her features vibrant and youthful, echoing the beauty of the woman in front. She wore a playful pink dress that accentuated her figure, paired with heels that clicked softly against the polished floor, a gentle contrast to the commanding strides of her mother. Her long hair flowed down her shoulders like a cascade, and she was absorbed in her phone, scrolling through messages with an ease that starkly contrasted with the poised demeanor of the woman leading the way.

As the older woman surveyed the dorm room, her expression was a mix of disdain and disbelief. “This place is far too drab for my taste. How on earth can anyone live in such simplicity? Elsie, honestly, why don’t you just stay at home where it’s comfortable and luxurious?”

Elsie, momentarily pulled from her digital world, looked up, her eyes flashing with a hint of irritation. “Mom, we had an agreement. You promised that once I started college, you would give me space to live my own life. Please don’t go back on your word now.”

Madam Julie let out a resigned sigh, her shoulders drooping slightly as if the weight of her expectations was becoming too much to bear. “Alright, alright. If you’re convinced this is suitable for you, then I suppose I must accept it. But remember, you must come home every week. No exceptions.”

With a roll of her eyes, Elsie shot back, “Yes, I know. I’m not a child anymore, Mom. If you have so much time on your hands, maybe you should focus on my brother instead?”

Madam Julie waved her hand dismissively, a hint of a smile breaking through her stern exterior. “Okay, okay, I won’t nag you any longer. You’re grown now, and I can’t control every aspect of your life.” Turning her attention to Lillian and the other girls, her expression softened with warmth. “Hello, I’m Elsie’s mother. She’s been quite spoiled at home, so I hope you’ll keep an eye on her from time to time.”

With a flourish, she gestured to the attendants who had accompanied her. “Please, distribute the gifts I prepared for her roommates.”

One of the attendants stepped forward, presenting three elegantly wrapped gift bags, each one a small treasure waiting to be unveiled. “These are tokens of appreciation from Madam Julie, crafted especially for you.”

Before any of the girls could react, Elsie swiftly took the bags from the attendant, placing them on the desk with an urgent determination. “Mom, it’s time for you to go home now.”

Madam Julie nodded quickly, her expression softening. “Alright, I’ll leave. Just remember to call home at least once a day.” With a final sweeping glance, she exited, her entourage trailing behind her. As she paused at the door, she added, “Please, take good care of our Elsie.”

Once the sound of heels faded into the distance, a wave of embarrassment washed over Elsie. “Don’t mind her. That’s just how she is—she’s used to the life of a wealthy society wife,” she said, attempting to downplay the dramatic scene. Picking up the gift bags, she began to distribute them among her new roommates, her voice brightening. “Think of these as little tokens of friendship. Let’s be friends.”

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