Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 505

**Chapter 505: Laney’s Scheme**

Cameron leaned back, a mischievous grin spreading across his face as he nudged Sebastian with a teasing tone. “See? Didn’t I tell you? With how much Sebastian dotes on Lillian, do you really think he’d touch anything you cooked?” He picked up a plate heaped with perfectly grilled meat, the aroma wafting through the air, and sauntered off toward the lounge, leaving a trail of laughter behind him.

Sebastian, however, was oblivious to the banter. Instead, he turned his attention to Lillian, his fingers intertwining with hers as he gently guided her to a secluded corner. They settled down together, the world around them fading into a soft blur.

It was then that Laney approached, her heart racing as she carefully balanced a plate of food in her hands. With a soft, almost hesitant voice, she placed it in front of Sebastian. “Sebastian, I grilled these. You should try some,” she urged, her eyes hopeful yet vulnerable.

Isabelle and Elsie exchanged glances, their expressions a mixture of surprise and concern. The tension in the air felt palpable.

“No need,” Sebastian replied, his tone firm as he reached for the skewers Lillian had prepared earlier. He started to eat them with an air of contentment, completely dismissing Laney’s offering.

Laney froze momentarily, a flush of embarrassment creeping up her cheeks. Cameron, ever the opportunist, caught the moment and couldn’t resist a smirk. “I’ll eat them,” he chimed in, his voice dripping with playful sarcasm. “Sebastian’s notoriously picky—he usually won’t touch anything unless it’s crafted by a professional chef. The only exception is Lillian.” He slid the plate toward himself, digging in with gusto, as if to emphasize his point.

“Oh, I see,” Laney murmured, her voice barely above a whisper, laced with a sadness that tugged at the heartstrings of those around her. It was the kind of sadness that instinctively made others want to reach out and console her.

The atmosphere grew thick with awkwardness, the silence stretching uncomfortably.

Sensing the tension, Isabelle quickly interjected with a bright smile, eager to shift the focus. “Lillian, when did you and Mr. Whitmore get engaged?” she asked, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

Lillian turned to Sebastian, her gaze softening as she recalled the moment. “The day the SATs ended,” she replied, a smile lighting up her face.

“Why that day? Was there something particularly special about it?” Elsie inquired, her curiosity piqued.

Before Lillian could respond, Cameron interjected, his laughter ringing out. “Because the SATs are a significant milestone in life. Two major events on the same day—it called for a double celebration! So, in a moment of sheer romantic spontaneity, Sebastian proposed right there, in front of the entire city.”

“The entire city?” Isabelle gasped, her eyes widening in disbelief.

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