Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 771

"Yes! Exactly what you're thinking!" Bianca couldn't wait to spill the entire story of her bet with the idiot kidnapper. "Vivi, is that wild or what? That guy is actually a student at The Academy of Military & Governance, and the simulation he used for our bet was one of his summer assignments! He literally tricked me into doing his homework. He really is an absolute moron."

Vivienne didn't know what face to make. This was too coincidental—so perfectly coincidental that she almost couldn't believe it had gone this smoothly.

"Amadis Beaufort?" Vivienne suddenly realized something and snatched Bianca's phone. "Why does that name sound so familiar?"

Bianca leaned in, tapping her finger on the screen. "It's that silver-haired guy. Prince Amadis Beaufort of Solenforth. The Beaufort princess we beat up a while back is his sister."

Amadis was an exchange student for Solenforth's 'Floral Horizon Project.' Because he was a prince of a neighboring nation, the citizens of Athelvia followed him closely. Anyone could find his information with a quick search on social media.

"This is what he looks like?" Vivienne's eyes widened slightly.

The man on the screen was young, with long, narrow eyes that hooked upward at the corners. He possessed the innate, effortless elegance of a supreme ruler. He was devastatingly handsome, yet carried an intensely predatory aura.

Bianca glanced at the photo. "He was wearing a mask, but I remember his eyes. They're incredibly distinctive. I'm not wrong, it's definitely him! It is weird, though..."

She rubbed her chin, struck by a thought. "Why would a prince be moonlighting as a kidnapper? Oh!!"

Bianca slapped her thigh in realization. "He's from the Beaufort family?! Back then, Balthazar Beaufort died because of you and Cyril. Was Amadis coming after you to get revenge for his uncle? Wait... that doesn't make sense either..."

"He didn't have any real malice toward me," she muttered to herself. "It didn't feel like a revenge hit."

Bianca rambled on for a minute before she realized Vivienne hadn't said a word. Seeing Vivienne staring blankly at the screen, she couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with his face?"

Vivienne looked up, her expression grim. "Don't you think he looks exactly like someone we know?"

Bianca took the phone back and studied the photo intensely. "Now that you mention it, yeah... but I can't put my finger on who."

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