Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 263

Right on cue, another uninvited guest strutted in.

Julian Ravenshire strolled leisurely into the courtyard, an apple in his hand. His predatory gaze swept the crowd, and a wicked smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. "You're quite the popular guy, huh, Cyril?"

Bianca immediately tattled, fuming. "Julian, it's their fault Vivi has heatstroke."

"..."

Lara was equally furious. "Who gave her heatstroke? If you're going to frame someone, shouldn't you at least try to fake some evidence?"

Julian stepped forward, briefly glancing at Sienna before lazily retracting his gaze. He squatted in front of Vivienne with exaggerated seriousness. "Let me take a look at you."

"..." Vivienne couldn't stop her lips from twitching.

Julian stood back up and took a loud crunch of his apple. After swallowing slowly, he smirked. "It's nothing serious. She's just way too high on adrenaline."

Too high on adrenaline?

Vivienne: "..."

Wait, could even a moron on Julian's level see right through her now?

Lara had already experienced Vivienne's utter shamelessness and had no desire to fall for it twice. She backed away three steps. "Anyway, I've delivered the message. May the best girl win tonight. I'm not wasting any more breath on you guys. Julian, I'm out of here."

With that, ignoring everyone's reactions, she turned and jogged out of the courtyard.

"Why did she run off so fast? I wasn't even done talking." Julian shrugged. Whatever, he didn't care anyway.

He took another bite of his apple, side-eyeing Vivienne. "Done rejoicing? Once you're done, we need to talk business."

"..." Vivienne casually wiped the smirk off her face. "What business?"

Julian began, "I just told Alaric. Lara has absolutely zero experience organizing large-scale events. If she insists on this prince and princess theme, fine, but on one condition: you have to run it. Out of everyone in the family around our age, you're the only one who has ever actually organized something massive."

"Hi, nice to meet you. I'm Sienna. I just transferred to Crestline Academy this year. We might not be in the same class, but we could still be..."

Julian wasn't buying it. His tone was wildly arrogant. "Stop right there."

Sienna froze, looking at Julian in shock. He was completely classless.

But what she didn't expect was that the real lack of class was still to come.

Julian smirked. "Let me give you a friendly warning. I'll probably never inherit the Ravenshire empire. I'm most likely destined to be nothing more than a money manager for the rest of my life. So, there is absolutely no need for us to get to know each other.

But more importantly... my backing is rock-solid, and my spine is even stiffer. I don't need to cozy up to the President's daughter to climb the social ladder. So, save your networking for someone who actually needs it." He then shot a nasty grin at Cyril. "Isn't that right, Cyril~"

Cyril looked up, his eyes narrowing slightly as he slowly and clearly cursed, "Asshole."

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