Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 270

The women exchanged knowing glances before waving their own daughters over.

"This is the Ravenshire family's newest addition. Make sure you include her when you girls go out."

With the personal endorsements of Mrs. Garland and Mrs. Cavanaugh, the wealthy heiresses at the banquet quickly swarmed forward to introduce themselves.

Talia smiled, giving Vivienne a gentle nudge. "Go on. These girls are here for the first time. Why don't you show them around? Weren't you planning some sort of game? Go have fun."

Sienna watched Talia with quiet astonishment. Vivienne might have been too young to grasp the sheer magnitude of what just happened, but Sienna saw it clearly. With a few casual words, Talia had completely manipulated the power dynamics of the room, elevating Vivienne's status and throwing the full weight of the Ravenshire backing behind her.

Sienna stole a glance at Bianca. Her own mother was actively playing favorites with an adopted daughter. Surely that would sting?

Instead, Bianca eagerly shoved her way forward, grabbing Vivienne's arm with a bright grin. "Count me in! You can't leave me behind, Vivi."

Sienna awkwardly averted her eyes.

She was actually more attached than her own mother? How bizarre.

Hearing there was a game to be played, the heiresses instantly perked up, forming a loud, excited circle around Vivienne.

"What kind of game? Is it fun?"

"Oh! I know you! You're the girl who ran around school with the megaphone starting a rebellion!"

Talia patted Sienna's hand gently. "Go on and join them. The social dynamics here are different from Solara. If you run into any trouble, just come find me."

Sienna gave a polite nod and drifted toward the chattering group of girls.

Bianca immediately yanked Sienna into the center of the circle. "This is Sienna. She just transferred into the tenth grade at our school."

Social circles naturally segregated by age, and the older girls rarely bothered with the younger ones. As a result, the group buzzing around Vivienne was mostly made up of middle schoolers. Sienna, a fully developed high schooler, stood out among the younger girls like a swan in a flock of pigeons.

"Wow, she's so pretty! Even prettier than Cousin Lara."

"A transfer student?" A girl in a striking red dress snickered behind her hand, leaning in to whisper in Lara's ear. "I heard Alaric was handing out invitations at school like candy to just about anyone. She must be one of his little friends."

Lara's eyes narrowed in thought. If this girl really was Alaric's friend, she would have to tread carefully. But she could have sworn she saw this girl hanging around the illegitimate son earlier this afternoon.

Just as the tension hit a breaking point, a massive commotion erupted near the entrance.

The collective, breathless gasps of the crowd parted the sea of guests, revealing Alaric Ravenshire striding into the hall, flanked by Wesley.

In moments like this, he was the undisputed center of gravity. Dressed in a sharply tailored black suit with a black shirt and tie, his striking, porcelain-like features were breathtaking. His dark eyes were cool and unreadable, and the only flash of color on him was the vibrant red string tied around his wrist.

Time seemed to stop. Every pair of eyes in the room was glued to him, yet he looked at no one, his gaze fixed straight ahead as he walked purposefully toward Caspian.

"Grandpa."

The moment his cool, clear voice cut through the silence, the trance broke, and the banquet hall erupted into a fever pitch of excitement.