Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 339

Vivienne deduced that Aurelia must have noticed the world's anomalies long before the age of twelve—the starting point of Vivienne's current timeline. Furthermore, she remembered her past life clearly. At Aurelia's funeral, her grandfather had recounted stories of Aurelia's childhood, constantly emphasizing her brilliance. He had even described her intellect as extraordinary, standing far above the rest.

Which meant the Narrative Realm had actually bestowed Aurelia with unparalleled intelligence. But to handicap that brilliance, it had cursed her with two insurmountable burdens: the 【Love-Blinded】 and 【The Martyr】 tags. To be targeted so viciously and still manage to self-awaken meant Aurelia was undoubtedly the most severely underestimated pawn in the entire Narrative Realm.

However, the current situation was grim. Aurelia was in terrible shape. First, she was simply too young. She might not be able to handle the truth of this world. Second, exceptional intelligence came at a heavy cost; being too perceptive made it dangerously easy to see through the coldness of reality. Without a proper guide, she would spend her entire life consumed by internal friction.

Case in point: upon realizing they were being controlled, Vivienne's reaction was to take the Narrative Realm down with her. Aurelia's reaction was to self-harm. Ultimately, the difference came down to a lack of life experience.

They stared at each other for three solid minutes, neither speaking a word.

The damp, salty breeze swept off the water again and again until Vivienne finally couldn't take it anymore and shivered.

"Alright, the meds are delivered. You can take your time figuring out the rest. It's freezing. I'm heading back." Waving her hand, she turned and walked toward the riverbank.

The tall grass along the levee bent against the wind. Vivienne tilted her head up slightly, enjoying the sensation of the breeze against her face. Aurelia's feet were still rooted in the water, her gaze tracking Vivienne's every move.

Standing atop the levee and looking down, Vivienne thought the scene resembled a dark, abstract painting. The elevated highway loomed like a dormant beast, and the Merriton River stretched out like a bottomless abyss. Against that backdrop, Aurelia looked painfully small and insignificant.

Returning to the beltway, Vivienne suddenly realized a glaring problem. It was impossible to hail a cab at the foot of this mountain. She was going to have to call for a ride.

Just as the thought crossed her mind, high beams slashed through the darkness straight at her. The blinding white light caused a momentary flash of blindness. Covering her eyes and turning her head away, a black Maybach roared past her before she could even react.

A gasp escaped her lips.

That was...

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