Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 220

Glowing green text slowly etched itself into her mind.

[Would you like to bind this quest?]

Vivienne slowly pulled her chair back to the desk and tapped her fingers against the wood.

[Would you like to bind this quest?]

She looked up, her gaze icy and resolute. "Reject."

[Ding—]

[Quest erased. Reward cleared.]

She turned back to her laptop screen, hesitated for a split second, and then grabbed her phone to save the unknown number from the text message screenshot.

Wolfram Manor.

Wesley Crain stood perfectly straight outside the bathroom door, wearing a pair of dark sunglasses. The harsh sounds of Alaric throwing up echoed from inside.

A few minutes later, the glass door slid open, and the pale, exhausted teenager walked out.

Wesley immediately handed him a fresh towel. "Wipe your mouth, Boss."

Alaric had changed into fresh, casual clothes. He took the towel and wiped his face. "To Northwing Court."

Wesley peeked at Alaric from behind his dark lenses and quietly fell into step behind him.

Just as they reached Northwing Court, they bumped into Cyril and Lennox walking out.

Cyril glanced up, meeting Alaric's eyes. His gaze was gentle and composed. "Alaric."

Alaric gave a faint nod.

"Looking for Grandpa too?" Cyril asked smoothly. "I won't hold you up then." He offered a polite smile, and the two brothers brushed past each other.

The moment Alaric stepped into the courtyard, Cedric hurried over from the corridor.

"Mr. Alaric, Mr. Ravenshire is in the sunroom."

Alaric nodded. He stared at the sunroom for a long moment before finally stepping forward.

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