Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 75

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As they stepped through the entrance, the party was already alive with energy. Groups of young people swirled around the dance floor, their laughter and music blending into a lively symphony. Natalie and Kelvin had already joined the throng, their faces bright with joy as they moved rhythmically to the beat.

Meanwhile, Lilian and Jill, who were less enthusiastic about dancing, decided to retreat to the lounge area. Lilian, despite having lived through two very different worlds, still held an unwavering appreciation for good food. The aroma of the appetizers and the soft lighting of the room offered a comforting contrast to the noisy dance floor.

Just then, a figure approached—one that Lilian recognized instantly. A soft chuckle escaped her lips as Yulia came into view.

With a warm smile, Yulia greeted them. “Lilian, do you mind if I join you?” Without waiting for an answer, she slid into the vacant seat beside them.

Lilian responded with a small, amused smile. “You’re already sitting down, so does it even matter if I mind?”

Deep down, Lilian couldn’t deny a grudging respect for Yulia. She had an uncanny ability to adapt to any situation, gracefully bowing or standing tall as circumstances demanded, all while maintaining that ever-present smile. The saying “don’t hit a smiling face” seemed tailor-made for her. No matter how tense things had become between them, Yulia always managed to approach with the same cheerful mask—just as she was doing now.

Yulia, unfazed by Lilian’s tone, returned the smile sweetly. “Lilian, this drink is on me. For all the mistakes I made before, I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me.” She placed one of the two glasses in front of Lilian and then swiftly downed the other herself in a single gulp.

Lilian’s eyes lingered on the rich crimson liquid before her, a faint, icy smile playing at the corners of her mouth. Under the soft, dim lighting, the wine shimmered with a seductive red glow. Yet even without raising the glass, a subtle, suspicious scent hinted that something was amiss.

Slowly, she lifted the wine, swirling it gently as her gaze locked onto Yulia’s. “Are you sure you want me to drink this?” she asked calmly.

Yulia’s expression tightened for a moment. “Absolutely. This is my way of making amends. Drink it, and we can call it even.”

Lilian’s eyes darkened slightly as she examined the glass, bringing it closer to her nose. Before she could respond further, Jill leaned in urgently, her voice low but tense. “Lilian, don’t drink that! Who knows what she’s planning?”

With a serene smile, Lilian brushed off the warning, offering Jill a reassuring look. “It’s alright. Ms. Yulia put a lot of thought into this gesture. How could I possibly let her down?” Without hesitation, she tipped the glass back and swallowed the wine in one smooth motion.