Chapter 302
Chapter 302 A Hero Saving a Damsel
Lillian lounged against the edge of the hot spring, her chin resting lightly in her palm, a knowing glint in her eyes.
“Well,” she said with a sly smile, “I’ve got to admit, this gentleman has real potential. You’ve captured that spoiled–rich–boy arrogance perfectly–every ounce of entitlement and swagger on full display p>
She even gave a light, mocking clap for emphasis.
The sharp sound of her applause echoed through the otherwise quiet space, jarring and out of place.
Just when everyone thought Travis would snap from the humiliation, he burst out laughing instead. “Didn’t expect you to see through me so clearly,” he said with a grin. “Guess we’re destined to meet; must be fate p>
Lillian nodded with an exaggeratedly serious expression. “Oh, definitely. Fate, for sure. To run into each other in such a remote place–if that’s not destiny, I don’t know what is p>
Her words only fed Travis’s arrogance. With a cocky smile, he offered, “Since we’re so meant to be, why don’t we have a little fun together p>
Lillian shrugged, her lips curving in a playful smile. “Sure. Since Mr. Mac insists, it’d be rude to refuse p>
The words had barely left her mouth when she planted her hand on the edge of the pool and, with a smooth motion, leapt from the water. Her white gauzy dress shimmered, scattering droplets like a trail of stars as it sliced through the air.
For a split second, everyone froze, captivated–until her long leg whipped up and landed squarely against Travis’s face, sending him sprawling onto the ground.
Noreen, caught by surprise, stumbled and toppled with him.
Lillian could have caught her, could have stopped her from falling; but remembering the woman’s haughty attitude earlier, her urge to help fizzled instantly.
The sudden shift stunned everyone. None of them had expected the delicate–looking girl to lash out so decisively.
Seeing Travis on the ground jolted the crowd back to reality; several people rushed over, flustered, to help him up.
“You, how dare you!” Travis shouted, his face flushed red with rage.
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Lillian looked at him like he was some sort of idiot. “Yes, I dared. You asked me to play, didn’t you? Consider this my way of humoring you. So–was it fun p>
Travis trembled with fury, his anger nearly boiling over.
“Do you have any idea who I am? How dare you treat me like this p>
Feigning innocence, Lillian tilted her head. “I never bother asking for names before I hit someone. But if you really want to tell me, I’ll listen; doesn’t matter either way p>
“You…” For once, the man who had always strutted around Kingston unchecked was at a loss for words. No one had ever dared lay a hand on him–let alone slap his pride straight across the face.
Lillian just stood there, wide–eyed and deceptively sweet, as if waiting patiently for him to finish sputtering.
The air grew tense, two opposing currents locking the space in silence–until a cold, clear voice cut through it.
“What’s going on here p>
Lyla, Sebastian, and Cameron strode in, their presence commanding instant attention.
Noreen’s chest loosened with relief. Desperate, like someone catching sight of shore after nearly drowning, she stumbled toward Sebastian.
But when she was just a step away, Foster blocked her path with a polite bow. “Apologies, Ms. Noreen; my master has a thing about personal space p>
Noreen froze, stunned. Her eyes shimmered with hurt as she looked up at him. Just one word of comfort, just one kind gesture, is that so much to ask?
But the man’s face remained unreadable, his gaze fixed elsewhere.
Without sparing her so much as a glance, he brushed past her, his stride purposeful. She knew exactly where his steps would take him, and the knowledge burned like salt in a wound. Even now … even when I’m the one being humiliated … all he sees is her.
Sebastian stopped in front of Lillian. Seeing her clothes clinging to her damp frame, his brows knit. Without hesitation, he shrugged off his jacket and draped it gently over her shoulders, his tone soft, indulgent.
“Still acting like a child, not taking care of yourself. The weather might be nice, but it’s still chilly; you’ll catch a cold like this p>
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Lillian looked up at him as he carefully fastened the buttons, her lips curving into a teasing smile. “Guess I forgot–heroes save damsels in distress, don’t they p>
At her playful glint, he couldn’t help but pinch her nose affectionately. “You little rascal,” he said, voice warm with fondness.
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