Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 475

A thought suddenly struck him, and he glanced toward his study.

If he hadn't coincidentally investigated her hidden accounts the other day, she might have already been exposed to their enemies.

"Complicated how? I don't know what you're talking about." She tilted her head, giving him a skeptical look.

Was she trying to bait him?

Cyril didn't even bat an eye. He lazily shifted a good distance away from her.

She grinned and scooted right back into his space. "Cyril, if you're going to play hard to get, don't blame me for dragging up the past."

He tried to move away again, but she clamped a hand onto his shirt and unceremoniously yanked him back.

"Don't you forget who risked her life to protect your innocence back in Merriton City."

Cyril expressionlessly pried his shirt from her grip.

"And another thing!" she pressed on. "When you stole Balthazar's data, Alaric interrogated me relentlessly, but I never sold you out."

He turned his head to look at her. "Alaric? Interrogated you?"

"Yep." She nodded vigorously.

Cyril subtly wiped a layer of sweat from his palm, his expression turning infuriatingly gentle. "The next time he interrogates you, feel free to tell him the truth. I wouldn't want to ruin the profound bond between you and Alaric."

What profound bond? She couldn't stand Alaric.

Her face darkened. She stood up abruptly. "Have you made up your mind? You're really not going to help me?"

"No."

"Fine." She turned on her heel to leave.

But after just one step, she whirled back around. Before Cyril could even react, she launched herself at him, pinning him to the mattress.

"!"

His mind blanked for a fraction of a second. When reality snapped back, his immediate instinct was to bolt.

But she had anticipated his move, deliberately pressing her knee dangerously close to his healing wound.

He drew in a sharp breath, his body tensing. To stop her from doing any real damage, he grabbed the duvet beneath them, twisted his hips, and forcefully rolled them over. In a dizzying blur, their positions flipped. He cocooned her entirely in the blankets.

"Heh," Cyril panted softly, hovering over her. "Playing dirty now?"

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