Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 587

Merriton City.

As night fell, the harbor city ignited with millions of glittering lights.

"Cyril is staying here?"

Dorian had set Cyril up in a massive, 3,200-square-foot luxury penthouse right on the waterfront. The floor-to-ceiling windows offered breathtaking panoramic views of the entire port and the sprawling city skyline.

Vivienne stood by the glass, captivated by the view.

Moira approached respectfully and handed her a glass of water. "Yes, it's very close to the government building, which makes the commute easy."

Vivienne turned, studying Moira. "I saw you at the Merriton banquet. Aren't you Victoria's assistant?"

Uncertain of Vivienne's true temperament but fully aware she was fiercely protected by the Ravenshires, Moira chose her words carefully. "Mrs. Ravenshire has been unwell and needs rest. Mr. Ravenshire was concerned that the young master might have trouble adjusting to Merriton, so he assigned me to assist him."

"Ah."

So she was Dorian's spy. Vivienne nodded in understanding and accepted the water with a polite smile.

Not knowing what the girl was plotting, Moira checked her watch. "Miss Lexton, Mr. Cyril is still in his meeting, so he won't be able to join you for dinner. Your room is already prepared. Why don't you take a shower while I get dinner ready?"

Vivienne looked pleasantly surprised. "You know how to cook?"

"Just a little. Is there anything specific you're craving?"

Vivienne shook her head.

"How about some Western cuisine?" Moira suggested.

Vivienne nodded absently, her gaze shifting toward the hallway leading to the bedrooms.

Nothing was more alluring than feeling clean and refreshed. A shower sounded perfect.

After enjoying a long, luxurious hot shower, it was time to execute her master plan.

She opened the closet and browsed the selection of sleepwear. After careful consideration, she pulled out a slinky black slip dress.

It came with a matching robe, but that wouldn't stop her. She could easily let the robe slip off one shoulder in a totally accidental display. That kind of effortless, subtle seduction was top-tier romance strategy!

Cyril was still young and hadn't experienced much of the world yet. If she struck now, locking down that final 1% would be effortless.

Thrilled by her own brilliance, Vivienne pulled the dress off the hanger. But just as she reached to untie her bathrobe, she caught sight of the pristine, camellia-embroidered silk bedding.

"..."

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The waterfront in Merriton was notoriously damp and freezing on winter nights. Inside the penthouse, the heating was working overtime, leaving a thin layer of condensation on the panoramic windows.