Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 635

**Chapter 635: The Conference 2**

The atmosphere buzzed with anticipation as the clock crept toward nine o’clock. Each hostess stationed at the entrance wore a perfectly rehearsed smile, their uniforms consisting of sleek black long coats that brushed against their knees and striking red berets perched atop their heads. They stood at attention, exuding an air of professionalism that was palpable, like sentinels guarding the gateway to an important event.

Staff members scurried about, their voices crackling over walkie-talkies as they coordinated the last-minute details of the conference. The air was thick with excitement and a hint of nervous energy; this was not just any gathering, but a conference drawing intense scrutiny from across the nation.

As the clock struck nine, the doors swung open, allowing attendees to filter into the venue. Among the throng were esteemed medical professionals from every corner of the country, each eager to share their insights and knowledge. The CR conference was designed not only for the elite scholars but also welcomed a diverse array of voices, fostering an environment ripe for open discussion. Anyone with a passion for medicine, whether seasoned or a student, was encouraged to engage, ask questions, and contribute to the dialogue.

Paul, accompanied by the student representatives from the medical school, had already made their way inside. They quickly spotted Mr. Jorge and Noah, who were deep in conversation about the upcoming sessions.

Noah scanned the crowd, his brow furrowing slightly. “Is Lilian not here yet?” he asked, a hint of concern in his voice.

Paul let out a resigned sigh. “No, not yet. The conference kicks off at ten. Let’s go inside first; I’m certain she’ll make it,” he replied, trying to mask his own anxiety.

Noah nodded, albeit reluctantly. “Alright then, let’s head in. The Radovian representatives are already arriving, and as hosts, we really can’t afford to be late.”

With that, the group moved toward the main auditorium, the grand space ready to host the day’s discussions.

As Mr. Jorge and Noah entered, the audience erupted in applause, their presence commanding respect. In Dracovia, both men were regarded as luminaries in the field of medicine, their contributions celebrated and revered.

However, as they made their way to their seats, a group clad in Radovian attire strode in, their demeanor radiating arrogance. The leader of this group, an older gentleman with a sharp gaze, approached them with a smirk. “Long time no see! I must admit, I’m surprised to see you here. At your age, shouldn’t you be enjoying the fruits of retirement instead of still mingling in the medical world?”

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