Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 641

The uproarious press conference suddenly fell into an eerie silence. Everyone held their breath, not daring to make a sound.

But the quiet didn't last long. Almost simultaneously, the crowd snapped out of their daze, erupting into a deafening roar like a landslide.

Sharp media personnel buzzed with excitement. Cameramen locked their lenses on the screen, while reporters scrambled for their microphones.

Everyone on the scene began searching for information to identify the gun-toting girl. The chatter, ringing phones, and flashing cameras blended into a chaotic frenzy that nearly blew the roof off the venue.

"Miss Blackthorne, can you guarantee the authenticity of this video? What is your relationship with the girl on the screen?"

The gunshots echoing through the hall were louder than holiday fireworks. The blood on the floor in the footage nearly painted half the room red, yet the brutal execution hadn't stopped. Shot after shot, it left the viewers chilled to the bone.

"Found her!"

Someone exclaimed. "Vivienne Lexton! The adopted daughter of the Ravenshire family!"

The shocking reversal at the press conference caught everyone completely off guard.

The masterminds watching from behind the scenes, waiting to witness the downfall of the Blackthorne family, fell silent. Was the Ravenshire family throwing themselves into the crossfire?

Crash.

A crystal glass shattered into pieces, sending amber champagne spilling across the floor.

Gideon Whitmore still wasn't satisfied. He kicked over the coffee table in front of him. "Those old bastards. I can't believe they played this trick on me."

Who could it be?

Caspian Ravenshire? No. Caspian was decisive and ruthless. If it were really him, he wouldn't have gone to all this trouble.

Edmund Blackthorne? Also wrong. If it were the Blackthornes, not a single frame of the footage from The Black Room would have leaked.

Suddenly, he remembered the mysterious person who had used the male model to track Serena Lowe's whereabouts. Could it be her?

"Damien? Say something!"

Gideon's aggressive tone thoroughly annoyed Damien. He coldly brushed a wrinkle from his knee. "Are you blaming me, Gideon? I gave you the video exactly as I received it. How was I supposed to know someone tampered with it?"