Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 305

A brilliant, starlit gleam lit up Vivienne's eyes.

You stupid Narrative, I didn't say a damn word! Grandpa guessed it all by himself!

Caspian quietly observed her. Though she hadn't spoken a single syllable, her dazzling eyes and the triumphant curve of her lips said everything he needed to know.

Vivienne shot up from her chair, practically vibrating with excitement. "Grandpa, wait right here! I'll be back in a second." With that, she spun around and sprinted out of the Tea Room.

Caspian watched her go, a fond smile touching his lips as his eyes inexplicably welled with tears.

In truth, he had been suspicious ever since she kicked Serena Lowe out of the estate.

If she were still the same timid little Vivienne, she would never have been able to sever ties with Serena so ruthlessly, let alone risk her life to save Bianca.

The incident with the Whitmore family, the ambush in Alderwick, the confrontation in Studio Three—she handled every single crisis flawlessly. It was nothing like what his little Vivienne used to be capable of.

And yet!

How could this not be his Vivienne?

She knew exactly how to tend to his prized flowers. She knew that a blade in her hand should never be pointed at family. She knew they all had to drink the Hog's Head Broth together. She even understood The Principle of Benevolent Lordship...

*

The moonlight was bright, the evening breeze gentle.

Aurelia walked out of the side courtyard, her gaze vacant, Julian's cruel words echoing relentlessly in her mind.

"Grandpa was talking about true benevolence, not hypocrisy."

"Hypocrisy?" she muttered to herself, suddenly overwhelmed by a crushing wave of shame.

Out of all the kids in the Obsidian Estate, she was the only one living without a spark of light, and because of her, her father was constantly overlooked by Grandpa. If only she could be as fearless as Vivienne.

"Lia."

Aurelia looked up, her unfocused eyes instantly warming. "Dad..."

The smile on Benedict's face instantly froze.

Aurelia looked at him, completely helpless. "Dad, I'm so scared! I was terrified to say anything. I was afraid Grandpa would send me away. I was afraid of being locked up. I was afraid of becoming a joke to the family. But most of all, I was terrified that people would look down on you because of me..."

Benedict's eyes reddened. He pulled Aurelia into a fierce, protective embrace. "Don't be afraid, Lia. Dad will protect you."

*

The banquet in the Parlor was drawing to a close, and guests were beginning to disperse.

Serena Lowe sat in an inconspicuous corner, watching the food grow cold and the lights dim.

Isabella carefully nudged her shoulder. "Mom, the party is over."

Serena snapped out of her daze, staring blankly at the Trellis Gate just a few feet away.

All night long, no matter what tricks she tried, she couldn't get past that wall into the main estate. How did the Obsidian Estate, a place she used to enter with ease, suddenly become an impenetrable fortress?