Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 456

**The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 456**
**Chapter 456 Dinner Gathering**

Lillian surveyed the group around her, her gaze flickering from one eager face to another. “Why don’t we eat first?” she proposed, her tone light yet persuasive. “After we’ve had a meal, we can take a moment to relax before making any decisions. What do you all think?”

Her suggestion hung in the air for mere seconds before a phone rang, piercing the moment like a sudden clap of thunder.

With a graceful motion, Lillian retrieved her phone from the small crossbody bag slung over her shoulder. A smile bloomed across her face, instantly brightening her features and softening her eyes, which sparkled with a hint of excitement.

Isabelle, ever the mischievous one, leaned toward Elsie, nudging her playfully. “Bet it’s her fiancé,” she whispered conspiratorially, her eyes twinkling with amusement. “Look at her! One moment she’s the untouchable queen of the campus, and the next, she’s a lovestruck little girl.”

Elsie couldn’t help but nod in agreement, a smirk dancing on her lips.

Lillian answered the call, her expression shifting as a deep, magnetic voice flowed through the receiver. “All done shopping?”

“Mm, we just finished up. We were about to find something to eat. What about you? Are you done with work?” she inquired, her heart fluttering slightly at the sound of his voice.

Before he could respond, Elsie, ever the instigator, raised her voice with a teasing lilt. “Hey, fiancé, treat us to dinner tonight!”

“Yeah! You’ve delayed this long enough. Don’t you think it’s high time you made good on that promise?” Isabelle chimed in, her tone playful yet insistent.

Lillian shot the two of them a mock glare, a mixture of exasperation and amusement dancing in her eyes. Elsie merely chuckled, unfazed. “What? Don’t give me that look. Your fiancé made the promise himself. He can’t back out now!”

A low chuckle from Sebastian resonated through the line, warm and inviting. “I’m at Pavilion Hall. I’ll send Unno to pick you up. And yes, I suppose I should treat your classmates to dinner.”

Lillian glanced sideways at her friends, a grin creeping across her face. “Alright, I got it.”

As she ended the call, she shot her friends a look that was a blend of playful annoyance and resigned acceptance.

Elsie quickly pointed her finger at Isabelle, a mock accusation in her tone. “Don’t look at me—it was her ridiculous idea!”

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