Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 679

The birthday girl received royal treatment. She slept until she naturally woke up, devoured a bowl of Marissa's secret-recipe Longevity Noodles, and then Talia personally supervised the styling team. They transformed the girl with a stubborn cowlick into a lethally gorgeous little princess.

Caspian had been planning this banquet for over half a year. Bright and early, the Ravenshire family was already gathered in the Main Hall, waiting to celebrate her.

"Grandpa!" As Vivienne bounded into the Main Hall, she instantly captivated the room.

Caspian looked into her eyes, his expression briefly distant. After a long moment, he wiped away a stray tear. "If Cynthia were still here, she'd be overjoyed to see you."

Cynthia Lexton—Vivienne's grandmother.

"..." Vivienne froze slightly. This was the first time she had ever heard him say her grandmother's name.

"Grandpa, is this Vivi?"

Vivienne finally noticed two boys with nearly identical builds and features standing behind Caspian.

The one with curly hair was the younger brother, Isaac, while the one with straight black hair was the older brother, Isaiah. The vibrant voice belonged to Isaac.

In her previous life, Vivienne had only seen them at the annual Spring Banquets and at her wedding. They rarely interacted otherwise.

Instinctively cautious around unfamiliar members of the Ravenshire family, she assessed them carefully before offering a nod.

When she remained silent, Isaac raised an eyebrow. "You're just going to brush me off like that? Not even going to say hi?"

Julian's gaze was sharp and mocking. "Why should she say hi to you? There are so many guys here, you think she has time to greet everyone?"

Alaric's face visibly cooled.

Isaac blinked in confusion. "What's crawled up your ass today?"

Onyx Manor was essentially a scaled-down version of Obsidian Estate. While the main estate featured nine courtyards and twelve majestic colonnades, Onyx Manor only had four courtyards. The main residence was The Peony Court, flanked by The Hibiscus Court, The Larkspur Court, and The Rose Court.

The main courtyard was spectacular. Even the twelve floral goddess doors at Obsidian Estate were exact replicas of the ones here. While the doors at the main estate were crafted from centuries-old red sandalwood, the ones at The Peony Court were slightly smaller, and the interior windows were adorned with breathtaking Ivory and Cloisonné Filigree. It might not have had the imposing historical weight of Obsidian Estate, but in terms of sheer exquisite luxury, it was completely unrivaled.

It was a good thing Dorian hadn't shown up, or his teeth would have ground to dust from sheer jealousy.

Bianca, completely devoid of hidden motives, clung to Vivienne's arm playfully. "This place is so huge. You'll be so lonely living here by yourself! Save a courtyard for me? If I never get married, I'm going to stick to you like glue. And if I do get married, I'm bringing my whole family to crash here!"

Vivienne nodded. "Sure, take your pick."

During those three years in her past life, living here alone had often felt cold and desolate. If this was destined to be her sanctuary, having some company would be nice.

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