Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 495

**The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 495**
**Chapter 495: The Dinner Proposal**

In the cozy confines of Kingston University’s dormitory, Isabelle regarded Lillian with a blend of admiration and incredulity. “Lillian,” she began, her tone laced with genuine curiosity, “can I ask you something? Is your brain wired differently than the rest of ours? We all learn from the same professor, yet somehow your grades are light-years ahead of everyone else’s.”

Nearby, Elsie, munching on a crisp apple, interjected with a playful smirk, “Well, it’s obvious, isn’t it? Lillian’s the real deal; you must have been just some random find off the street. No way you two are even in the same ballpark.”

Isabelle feigned shock, her eyes widening dramatically. “Is it really that stark of a difference?” she replied, her voice dripping with mock seriousness. “Please don’t tell me my mom secretly dropped me on my head as a child, and that’s why my IQ has been in the basement since day one.”

Lillian shot them an exasperated glance, her patience wearing thin. “Alright, you two, that’s enough. The gap isn’t as vast as you think. I’ve simply been immersed in traditional medicine for a long time, so I have a more solid foundation. And honestly, Isabelle, your score is impressive in its own right.”

“Exactly!” Elsie chimed in, nodding vigorously. “She’s absolutely right. Stop measuring yourself against her—just focus on how you compare to the rest of the class.”

With a heavy sigh, Isabelle slumped back in her chair, flipping her textbook onto her face in a dramatic gesture. “Life is so utterly exhausting; I might as well be dead. The thought of three more years of school is enough to drive anyone mad. And to be crushed under the weight of it all? I don’t care, Lillian—you owe me some sort of compensation for these emotional damages.”

Lillian couldn’t help but chuckle, her eyes dancing with amusement. “Fine, how do you want me to make it up to you? Should I take you out for dinner, or perhaps we could hit up a karaoke bar?”

Elsie’s eyes lit up at the mention of karaoke, but Isabelle interrupted before she could respond. “What about an outdoor barbecue? We could enjoy some good food while having fun at the same time. How does that sound?”

The moment the idea registered with Isabelle, she shot up, the book tumbling off her face with a loud slap against the table. Her eyes sparkled with enthusiasm. “That’s a brilliant idea—absolutely fantastic! Count me in!”

“But where would we even find a place for a barbecue?” Elsie mused aloud, her brow furrowing in thought. “Every decent spot around Kingston has been developed to the hilt. Going out of town would take forever; we’d waste half the day just traveling. And let’s face it, we don’t get much vacation time as it is. The local spots aren’t exactly thrilling. My house could work, but my mom would be a total nightmare—she’d make a fuss about everything.”

At that, Isabelle’s excitement deflated like a popped balloon. “Ugh, forget it. I’ll just make do with the food stalls by the gate and keep my dreams alive there.”

Noticing the disappointment settling over her friends like a heavy blanket, Lillian quickly proposed, “What if we did it at my place?”

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