Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 166

“Ms. Quinn.”

Just as Mira was lost in thought, Aurelia knocked and entered the room.

Ms. Quinn looked exhausted, but she forced a bit of energy into her voice. “Aurelia, you’re here.”

Aurelia nodded. “I heard about the incident. I came to see if the student council could help with anything.”

Ms. Quinn glanced at Vivienne and chose her words carefully. “For now, no. The school administration wants the parents of both students to negotiate first and see what they decide.”

Vivienne lowered her eyes. Serena was probably so scared she wouldn’t even dare set foot on school grounds again.

Aurelia nodded, then hesitated for a moment before walking over to Vivienne’s bed. “Are you okay?”

Bianca, still resentful about what had happened in the girls' restroom, glared at her. “We don't need your concern.”

“Aaaahhh! I’ll kill that bitch! She did it on purpose! She did it on purpose!” From the small room next door, Julianne’s hysterical curses could be heard intermittently. The psychologist had been trying to calm her down for nearly twenty minutes with no success.

Aurelia frowned at Vivienne, but just as she was about to speak, Vivienne cut her off coldly.

“Let me guess, you're here to tell me I was wrong?”

Aurelia fell silent for a moment before nodding. “What you did was too cruel. Have you ever thought about the fact that Julianne might be traumatized for life?”

Bianca looked like she was about to explode at Aurelia's holier-than-thou lecture, but Vivienne stopped her with a calm expression.

“Let's be clear. I didn't force her to pick up that knife. Hurting me was her decision. I was just fighting back.”

With a small laugh, her gaze drifted toward Mira. “I don't like complications, and I don't like people trying to frame me. So, I had to find a way to show everyone that I'm not to be messed with.”

On his way over from the high school building, he’d gotten an update. It wasn’t that his sister had attacked someone, but that someone had scared his sister half to death.

Ms. Quinn was startled and quickly stepped in to stop him. “Young man, please, calm down.”

Bernard was furious. “Calm down my a—”

Before he could finish, someone kicked him from behind, sending him sprawling across the floor.

“What’s all the shouting for? Don’t you know how to respect your teachers? The Whitmores have no class.”

As the words faded, Julian strolled in. His defiant gaze swept across the room, finally landing on Vivienne with a spark of interest.

“Well, well, if it isn't our little manic pixie. Playing dirty today, aren't we?”