Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 130

Chapter 130 Pavilion Hall

The sleek car came to a gentle stop before an exquisitely designed building that radiated timeless elegance.

Almost immediately, a valet in a crisp uniform stepped forward, opening the door with practiced grace.

As Lilian stepped out onto the polished stone walkway, her eyes drifted upward to the refined sign above the entrance. She whispered softly, “Pavilion Hall.”

She had heard whispers about this place before—its reputation stretched far and wide across Dracovia. Known for being exclusive and accessible only to members, it was rumored that the chefs here came from generations of royal culinary masters. Dining here was a privilege reserved for the wealthy elite, a place where luxury and tradition intertwined seamlessly.

Sebastian glanced over at her, his voice low and smooth as silk. “Have you ever been here before?”

Lilian shook her head gently. “No, but I’ve definitely heard about it.”

Without hesitation, Sebastian took her hand and led her inside. The interior was bathed in soft, warm light. A sharply dressed man approached them, his smile respectful and welcoming. “Mr. Sebastian. Mr. Cameron.”

Cameron’s grin was wide and teasing. “It’s been a while, Sebastian. Looking better than ever, I must say.”

The manager responded with a polite chuckle, “You’re too kind, Mr. Cameron. But I doubt anyone can match your charm.”

Cameron puffed out his chest, clearly pleased. “Exactly! With a face like mine, it’s no wonder the ladies go wild wherever I appear.”

Sebastian, unfazed by Cameron’s usual antics, said nothing and continued to guide Lilian toward their private dining room.

Lilian’s eyes wandered around in quiet awe. The room was surrounded by a gentle stream that wound its way through lush greenery, as if nature itself had been invited inside to mingle with the guests. Yet what truly captivated her was the furniture and architecture—all crafted from huanghuali wood, a material so rare and precious it was practically priceless. She had to admit, the owner had a remarkable vision.

When they reached the private room, the waitstaff were already waiting attentively just outside the door. Sebastian helped Lilian remove her coat, hanging it carefully before placing his own beside hers.

Curious, Lilian glanced at them and asked, “You two seem pretty well-acquainted with the staff. Do you come here often?”

Cameron chuckled, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Lilian, haven’t you figured it out yet? Pavilion Hall belongs to Sebastian. Naturally, everyone here knows their boss.”

Lilian’s eyes brightened with understanding. “Ah, that explains so much. I was just wondering—what kind of owner would invest so heavily in huanghuali wood? Now it all makes perfect sense.”

Sebastian looked at her with a fond smile. “You recognized it?”

She lifted her chin with pride. “Of course. Huanghuali is incredibly rare. Its value only increases over time. It’s a smart investment.”

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