Rebirth Snatching Back My Stolen Luck novel Chapter 105

Chapter 105

LILITH

“Am I sharing too much?” Marissa asked all of a sudden, breaking the silence.

I looked up.

and caught something I never thought I’d see on her face.

Uneasiness.

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Marissa and uneasiness didn’t belong in the same sentence.

No matter the situation, she had always been the kind of person who exuded effortless confidence. The sort who never faltered, never lost her cool.

And yet, I knew I hadn’t imagined it.

Then there could only be one reason for that flicker of uncertainty–me.

Because she cared. Because she was worried she might’ve said something that upset me.

Realizing that, the ice inside me began to thaw slowly.

“Not at all,” I said with a soft smile, meeting her gaze. “I’m really grateful you told me all that. It makes me feel that during the times I thought I was fighting alone… there were actually people quietly cheering me on from somewhere I couldn’t see.”

I turned to Julian. “So thank you–both of you.”

For a moment after those words left my mouth, neither of them spoke.

Then Marissa blinked, looking completely taken aback. Afterward, her eyes glistened faintly before she looked away with a small, awkward laugh.

Wait–were those tears?

I stared, dumbfounded at her reaction.

My gaze shifted to Julian.

His expression barely changed, but I saw it–the almost imperceptible twitch at the corner of his lips, like he was fighting the urge to smile.

He tried to hide it by pretending to adjust his cufflinks, but his pinkish cars completely gave him.

away.

I couldn’t help it and grinned.

These siblings of mine… were actually kind of adorable.

The silence that followed felt unlike any we’d had before–peaceful. Comfortable.

Julian was the one who finally broke it.

He cleared his throat lightly. “…We should be the ones thanking you. Because of the evidence you submitted against Brandon, the authorities were able to trace the Scotts‘ ties to that corrupt official–and we also managed to uncover their schemes in the process.”

“Now that official has been arrested, and his position already replaced by someone impartial.”

Understanding dawned on me instantly. “So the Scotts no longer have any leverage over you- that’s why you could finally cut ties with them.”

Julian’s lips curved slightly. “Exactly.”

He met my gaze, clear approval in his eyes.

“I’m glad,” I said sincerely. “Really glad things worked out for you.”

Then he spoke again, changing the subject abruptly. “Let Marissa show you around the company, he said. “I have something to discuss with Mr. Callahan.”

“Huh?” My head snapped toward Dean, who’d been dutifully silent the whole time.

What could he possibly have to discuss with Julian?

Business? Hardly–their fields didn’t overlap.

Before I could ask, Marissa was already up, standing in front of me.

“Let’s go, baby sis.”

I hesitated, glancing back at Dean.

I was the one who brought him here–how could I just leave him behind without knowing what was going on?

But the ungrateful man merely chuckled, amusement flickering in his eyes. “Is your brother some

”

kind of man–cating creature?”

I scowled, realizing I was worrying for nothing.

With an indignant huff, I got up and followed Marissa out of the office.

We didn’t go far, after I mentioned I wasn’t all that interested in a full tour of the company.

Instead, Marissa led me to the pantry beside the secretaries‘ station.

Inside, the faint hum of the coffee machine filled the silence. She made us both a cup and handed

one to me.

As I leaned against the counter, my fingers curling around the warm mug, I wondered if I should say something to break the quiet.

But she beat me to it.

“Do you know why we specifically called you here to tell you all that?” she asked suddenly, standing next to me.

I shook my head.

“Because we felt that as the biggest victim in all this, you deserved a proper explanation. Someone else in your shoes might not have wanted to hear it—but we thought you would. You’d want to understand not just the outcome, but the reason behind it.”

She wasn’t wrong.

Thanks to them, I’d finally found answers that had haunted me across two lifetimes. And in their own way, they’d given me closure.

“Thank you,” I said quietly.

Marissa smiled faintly. “That should be my line.”

A soft laugh escaped me with silence following right after.

But my mind didn’t stay still for long.

Inevitably, it wandered back to the two men we’d left behind.

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