Devilish secretary
Chapter 391 You win, Lilith Parker

Chapter 391: Chapter 391 You win, Lilith Parker

The people in the audience could see it all, each flicker of the man’s heartbeat, the subtle changes in his expression. When the boy gave flowers to the girl, the man’s lips twitched into a soft, fond smile that didn’t fade when the boy disappeared. The line at the screen’s edge stayed steady — no dip, no fear, no lonely heartbreak.

Instead, the story shifted. The little girl didn’t sit by the old tree waiting forever. She packed her flowers in a small bag, walked to the wide field beyond her village, and started planting a new garden. The screen flickered brighter. A new boy appeared, a shy neighbor who helped her water the blooms. She laughed. She learned to love again.

The last line glowed like a promise: "She remembered her first love with a smile, but she bloomed twice as strong."

The man’s eyes fluttered open as the staff lifted the headset. He laughed, a bit breathless, and wiped the corner of his eye. It wasn’t sadness he felt—it was hope.

Lilith stepped forward again, taking the mic, her smile deeper this time, her gaze sweeping over the hundreds of eyes watching, wondering, believing.

"Same story..." she said, her voice clear and low, "but a different emotions and heart means a different ending. That is what ESE is. That is what it means to live a story that truly belongs to you."

The audience broke into applause again, louder this time.

While the final applause rolled through the grand hall, Alexander sat perfectly still in the plush VIP seat, just a few steps away from the stage where Lilith stood under the spotlight. The soft gold light caught the sharp lines of his suit, the cold glint in his eyes hidden behind a mask of calm indifference but beneath that stillness, his heart was anything but calm.

He’d been there from the start, the prime seat hand-picked by the organisers, his name etched on a tiny plaque at the edge of the seat like royalty. Everyone knew who he was. Everyone watched him watching her. But his eyes never flicked to the cameras or the curious glances from other investors — they stayed fixed on Lilith alone.

He saw her coax Chloe’s tiny heartbreak into a living story. He saw the grown man’s ending shift into hope, and the way Lilith held the entire room in her hands like it was made for her. He sat there, his fingers steepled lightly under his chin, unmoving, yet every soft flicker of light in his dark eyes betrayed the pride he would never say out loud.

And when he remembered his mother’s words "Lilith isn’t good for you." — something cold curled around his spine. He reached into his pocket, pulled out his phone, and snapped a few photos. A short clip too, when the hall dimmed and the huge screen bloomed with Lilith’s creation.

The broadcast link was already open, playing perfectly on his second phone. He didn’t need to watch it there, he was seeing it live, every detail etched straight into his mind. But his mother... she would see it too.

Alexander tapped open his chat with Ana.

Mother, he wrote, the word colder than the entire hall’s winter air.

He attached the broadcast link, then the best short video he’d taken — Lilith’s face tilted in soft light, that faint, razor-sharp smile playing on her lips as the world listened to her voice.

He added just a single line after the link: Watch carefully next time you speak about her.

He didn’t hit send right away. He sat there a moment longer, eyes lifting to the stage. Lilith was wrapping up now, her voice calm and bright as she thanked the audience, her eyes catching his for the briefest second.

Then Alexander’s thumb pressed send. He tucked the phone back into his pocket, leaned back in his seat, and crossed his legs elegantly.

Tonight, she proved herself to the world. And to him.

And when Ana watched that broadcast, she’d know too:

No one doubts Lilith Parker twice.

***

Ana sat alone in her quiet study, the soft glow of her tablet screen casting a pale light across her face.

The replay of the broadcast ended, but the final image of Lilith standing in that halo of stage light stayed sharp in her mind.

Lilith’s calm charming smile. The way she held that entire hall in her palm like it was made for her. The innocent child’s heartbreak, the grown man’s hope, the applause that had risen like a tide that no one could stop.

Ana tapped open her news feed, scanning the headlines that now danced across every business and entertainment page:

"Young Women’s Revolutionary ESE Project Goes Viral!"

"Lilith Parker — From upcoming movie Found You Across the River caused sensation.."

"A New Face Revolutionizing Both Tech and Film?"

Some called her brilliant. Some called her genius. But all agreed on one thing: this woman was no ordinary girl.

Ana set the tablet down, her eyes drifting to the neat calendar that hung by her desk. A small red circle stood out, drawn three months ago with her own hand. The day she had looked Lilith dead in the eye and said, "You have three months to prove you belong here. Otherwise, you’ll never be good enough for my son."

She’d expected that girl to break. To stumble. To fade away quietly. But Lilith hadn’t just endured — she’d thrived. She’d turned her doubt into a crown and wore it like it was made for her.

Ana leaned back in her chair, her throat feeling tight with something she didn’t want to name. Guilt, maybe. A touch of shame too. How easily she’d believed the soft poison from that so-called Master fake warnings, the whispers that Lilith was only dangerous to her son.

Now, she knew.

Lilith was a storm. Unstoppable. Wild. Good enough for her son? More than good enough. Strong enough to stand beside Alexander and never bend under the weight of their world.

Ana closed her eyes for a moment, breathing out slowly. The image of Lilith’s cold blue eyes and that playful smile floated behind her eyelids. Such a girl — cold outside, yet warm enough to burn every doubt to ash when it mattered.

A faint, rueful smile tugged at the corner of Ana’s lips. "You win, Lilith Parker," she whispered to the empty room. "You really are... his match."

Yes... three months have passed, and she’s proven herself.

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