Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 532

When Mina walked out of the Vanguard Tower, a sudden rain began to fall.

The shower was light, but the crowds on the street were already rushing for cover.

Mina extended a hand, feeling the patter of the drizzle against her skin.

"How do I gamble? Fake is fake. It's not like it can magically turn real, right?"

"The world is full of truths and lies. You might be a fake Blackthorne heiress, but you're not a fake Mina."

"If Mina isn't a Blackthorne heiress, is she still Mina?"

"Exactly. If Mina isn't a Blackthorne, does she cease to be Mina?"

Her eyes stung with unshed tears. She slowly pulled back her damp hand, clutching her backpack as she sat on the edge of a street planter.

"Easy to say, but who could actually pull that off?"

She muttered to herself, pulling out an iced Americano she had grabbed from a coffee shop.

She took a sip, her face twisting at the intense bitterness, yet she found herself slightly addicted to it.

The coffee was more bitter than her life, the sky bleaker than her future. Everyone else was running for shelter, but she was the only one soaking it in, fully indulging in her own personal, emo moment.

*

"Well, look at that. People still do street performances these days?"

Josslyn Keating was staring at his phone when his friend's joke made him look up.

Wasn't that the miserable 'Mad Goose'?

Sitting out in the rain instead of going home, playing the tragic heroine? Eating misery for no reason?

A hint of amusement flickered in Josslyn's eyes as he pointed at the curb. "Pull over."

"You know her?" His friend glanced at Mina through the window. "Looks young. A bit too young, actually. Since when did you start going for that type?"

"Shut up." Josslyn carelessly grabbed a gift box from the backseat and started ripping it open.

His friend raised an eyebrow. "Damn, you're that eager to impress her?"

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