Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 258

"Dad, this courtyard is gorgeous. Oh? What kind of flower is this? It's so pretty~"

By the pond outside the conservatory in Northwing Court, a rare rose bush was planted in the soil. The autumn blooms were even larger than the summer ones, with soft pink and pale yellow petals bursting forth. It looked just like a coy young girl stepping into womanhood—radiant, stunning, yet delicate and vulnerable.

Caspian Ravenshire had just entered the garden when he spotted a girl standing in front of the rose bush, an innocent and cheerful expression on her face. With just one glance, he guessed her identity.

"That is Diana's Moonlight Rose, a rare hybrid cultivated early on in Ravelin," Caspian said, stepping forward at a leisurely pace with a genial smile on his face.

Sienna Markell, still marveling at the sight before her, quickly turned around at the sound of the voice.

The elderly man wore a tailored silk suit, accented with jade buttons carved with crane motifs. His features were refined, his eyes sharp, and his entire demeanor radiated an undeniable aura of authority.

Sienna instantly pieced together who this man was and looked back toward the man inside the conservatory.

By then, Adrian Markell had already stepped out. "I trust you've been well, Mr. Ravenshire?"

Adrian wore a crisp, tailored suit. His aura was calm and distinguished. Though in his forties, he showed no signs of aging; his brow was broad and his expression open and dignified.

Caspian glanced up, assessing him briefly before smiling in response. "Very well. And you, Mr. President?"

Sienna trotted back to Adrian's side, linking her arm through her father's as she carefully sized up the elderly man before them.

Was there anyone in Athelvia who didn't know the elder Mr. Ravenshire? Athelvia's shadow president. Just how terrifying was his influence?

If the Ravenshire family declared a strike, over half of Athelvia's economy would instantly paralyze. A third of the nation's workforce would face unemployment, and worse, high-precision national defense equipment would fail to operate, all because the Ravenshires controlled the world's most advanced semiconductor and computing technologies.

Adrian let out a hearty laugh, stepping forward to shake Caspian's hand. "It's an honor that you remember me, Mr. Ravenshire. I should have come to pay my respects much earlier, but the situation over at Gold Hill grew so volatile that I couldn't pull myself away. That's why I'm so late. I heard you were hosting a banquet today to celebrate, so I asked around and came to share in the joy."

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