Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 250

Thanks to Alaric's gift, Isabella had a fantastic day.

But when she arrived home in high spirits, eager to share the good news with Serena, she was greeted by a terrifying sight.

Several suitcases were strewn haphazardly across the living room, their contents completely ransacked with clothes tossed all over the floor.

Isabella froze, staring blankly at Serena on the couch. "Mom, did we get robbed?"

Serena's face was thunderous. "This was sent over from Vellmont Lodge."

"Vellmont Lodge?" Isabella stepped forward to inspect the mess and immediately recognized the items as the belongings she had left at Obsidian Estate.

Her brain short-circuited. "Mom, what happened?"

Serena closed her eyes.

That morning, she had remembered the invitations and called Cedric to ask. When she casually brought up Alaric's Homecoming Banquet, Cedric informed her that Vivienne had taken their invitations, promising to deliver them personally.

Serena had just hung up, feeling confused, when the doorbell rang.

She opened the door only to find Marissa standing there with a few movers and eight neatly lined-up suitcases.

Before Serena could even ask, Marissa had spoken. "Mrs. Lexton, these are the belongings you and Isabella left at Obsidian Estate. Miss Lexton had me pack them up and deliver them. Oh, and the master's invitations are packed inside as well."

She had been furious. She never thought that idiot had the brains to pull a stunt like this, forcing her to accept the luggage just to get her hands on the invitations.

But what enraged her even more was when she lugged all eight suitcases inside and tore them apart, only to realize she'd been played. There were no invitations anywhere.

It finally dawned on her: Vivienne never intended to give her the invitations. She merely used them as bait to dump the luggage on her. Once the bags were delivered, Vivienne could wash her hands of it.

That wretched girl. How dare she play her like that.

Realizing she had been outsmarted by the very pawn she raised, Serena was a mess of emotions. "Your sister took the invitations," she said darkly. "I'm afraid we won't be attending the Ravenshire banquet."

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