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Sebastian led Lillian to the lounge area, setting a plate of food in front of her as he began fussing over her. Lillian had long since grown used to his attentiveness; more than that, she secretly relished it.
He peeled the shells from the seafood with meticulous care, placed the tender meat onto a small plate, and slid it toward her. His voice softened. “Just have a little for now. When we get home, I’ll make you some ribs p>
Lillian finished chewing the food in her mouth, then shot him a playful glare. “Are you trying to fatten me up or something p>
Sebastian brushed his fingertip across her nose, his eyes full of quiet indulgence. “No one this cute could ever be ‘fattened up.’ You’re by my side; of course I need to make sure you’re well- fed. Otherwise, what kind of fiancé would I be p>
She rolled her eyes. “Since when did you become my fiancé? No one told me p>
“The moment I first saw you,” Sebastian said, his gaze locked on hers, steady and tender, “I knew. So, in this lifetime, you can only ever be my wife p>
Lillian’s cheeks flushed as she ducked her head and focused on the food in front of her.
When Everly and Cary stepped into the lounge, the scene that greeted them stopped them cold, the girl sitting there quietly eating, while Sebastian reclined on the sofa, one leg crossed over the other, his gaze soft and unwavering as he watched her.
A faint smile curved his lips; the moment was so warm, so tender, it could have been a painting.
Everly’s eyes burned with jealousy so sharp it nearly sparked flames, but in a setting like this, she had no choice but to swallow it down.
Sensing the venom in Everly’s gaze, Lillian lazily lifted her eyes, a languid smile curving her lips. Aside from being pretty and knowing how to pout, this woman really has nothing going for her. To act so brazenly at an event like this, is Cary blind, or just senile?
Sebastian didn’t even bother to look; he simply brushed his hand through Lillian’s hair, his voice low and soothing. “Eat a little more; don’t let the irrelevant bother you p>
His tone wasn’t loud, but it carried easily across the room, ensuring every word reached every
ear.
Both Cary and Everly stiffened, their faces tightening, though they forced themselves to stay composed.
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The other guests, sensing the tension, made a hasty exit.
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Once they were alone, Cary guided the old earl’s cane into Everly’s hands and lowered himself into the seat beside Sebastian. His expression was pleasant as he said with a chuckle, “I never thought I’d see the day when Mr. Whitmore had such a tender side p>
Sebastian’s smile tilted, smooth and dangerous. “It’s rare in life to meet the one you love; when you do, you spoil her. Simple as that p>
The quiet, almost offhanded words struck Everly like a physical blow. Her face went pale; her hand clenched tight around her skirt, knuckles whitening, eyes glassy with unshed tears.
Cary’s expression faltered for just a moment, but he quickly smothered the irritation and forced a genial smile. “Mr. Whitmore is right; it’s rare to find true affection in this life.
“But take it from someone who’s been around a while-love is fleeting, intangible; it never lasts. Power and wealth, on the other hand, are real. Hold on tight to those, and that’s what endures p>
Sebastian’s dark, obsidian gaze flickered with mockery as he raised his glass, tasting the red wine with deliberate calm. His voice was smooth, magnetic. “I appreciate the advice, Cary. But those two things? They’re what I have in abundance. When you stand at different heights, you chase different things p>
Cary’s smile froze, but he didn’t press further. Instead, he flicked a look to the man behind him.
Will stepped forward and set a small brocade box in front of Lillian.
She blinked at the box, puzzled. “What’s this p>
Cary smiled benignly. “Just a small gift I prepared for you, Ms. Sinclair. Nothing extravagant; I simply hope you’ll like it p>
“Oh, I couldn’t possibly accept this,” Lillian said, feigning surprise; her eyes sparkled as she stared at the box, her expression the perfect picture of a money-chasing girl dazzled by a gift.
Several onlookers exchanged disdainful glances. Everly’s eyes narrowed in mocking contempt as she watched the girl sitting so comfortably beside Sebastian. Just as the reports said, a clueless little nobody.
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