Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 207

"Junior high kids, do you have siblings?" Vivienne Lexton called out through the megaphone. "Have you ever been shoved behind them just because you were too weak?"

The words struck a nerve. A massive crowd of middle schoolers surged forward.

They might have been short and physically weaker, but there was strength in numbers. Ten against one, even twenty against one—it was a slaughter.

Vivienne turned her attention to the frozen high schoolers. "Seniors, have you forgotten what it means to have a conscience?"

Harrison Montclair and Bernard Whitmore had been terrorizing the student body for far too long. They had ignited public outrage. All it took was one person, at the exact right moment, to light the match.

Vivienne knew this. That was why she specifically riled up the younger students.

The academy was the most elite institution in Athelvia, serving as the ultimate center of power for these kids before they stepped into the real world. The high schoolers had already learned the strict hierarchy and had been molded into obedient puppets of the class system.

But the junior high kids were different. While they understood that certain rules couldn't be broken, they still possessed the fearless, uncorrupted hearts of youth. Their sense of justice hadn't been stamped out yet.

As the chaos escalated, more and more students joined the fray. Even Cyril Ravenshire, Julian Ravenshire, and Lucas Aven were shoved to the sidelines.

Harrison and Bernard had never experienced the sheer force of a mob's wrath. Before they could even process what was happening, the sea of enraged teenagers swallowed them whole.

*

Inside a luxurious Bentley.

Alaric Ravenshire stared blankly at the passing scenery.

Wesley Crain stole a glance through the rearview mirror. *The boss isn't reading today. Something must be bothering him.*

A vibration broke the silence. Alaric pulled his phone from his pocket. His predatory gaze shifted as he answered. "Cedric."

Cedric wiped a bead of cold sweat from his forehead. "Mr. Alaric, where are you right now?"

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