Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 817

"..." Cyril raised an eyebrow.

Lennox pressed on, "The child is innocent, after all."

Cyril fell silent for a moment, massaging his temples. "There is no baby."

No baby?

"Sir, if there's no baby, then I'll go get some rest."

Lennox was a stubborn man. He was convinced Cyril was already sprinting down the path of moral ruin, so "no baby" didn't mean nothing happened—it just meant his boss had used protection.

Cyril hummed in acknowledgment, and Lennox backed out of the room with heavy steps.

The moment the door clicked shut, Cyril closed his eyes and fell backward onto the plush bed. Droplets of water slid from his damp hair, slowly soaking into the black silk sheets. His mind was entirely consumed by Vivienne's reactions when he kissed her.

Turning his head, he buried his face in the silk.

Alaric possessed the highest status in the family. If they competed on power alone, Cyril knew he wouldn't win in the short term.

But... he refused to lose, not even for a second.

So he had made a decision. A man in power would never bend, so he would give Vivienne the one thing Alaric couldn't.

He would bend first. He would yield first. He would be the one to coax her into his arms.

Cyril lowered his gaze, his fingers lightly tracing his lips. The lingering tingle made him feel as though he were right back at the breathtaking peak of their intimacy.

*

Frosty moonlight bathed the sheer curtains. In the floral-scented room, the only sound was Vivienne's soft, even breathing.

She lay on her side, one hand covering her eyes, the silk blanket draped loosely over her waist.

"He said it himself... no responsibility required..."

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