Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 863

Throughout the banquet, Serena had been begging on her knees, while Isabella was paraded around as a piece of meat wrapped in lingerie. When combined with Stanford's vile comment, the horrifying implication of the package deal was glaringly obvious.

Vivienne spun her wheelchair around and launched her counterattack. "You dead old man, say that again if you dare!"

Disgusting Serena and Isabella was one thing, but crossing her line was a fatal mistake!

The smug, predatory gleam in Stanford's eyes instantly vanished. Being called a dead old man in public was a first for him.

He instinctively opened his mouth to scream at her, but immediately realized it was a trap. If he engaged, he would just be humiliating himself further. He swallowed his rage and pretended he hadn't heard.

Chloe, however, couldn't take it. She pointed a manicured finger at Vivienne and shrieked, "Who are you calling a dead old man?! You are on our territory, and you are not welcome! Get the hell out! If it weren't for elder Mr. Ravenshire, do you really think a piece of trash like you would have the right to speak to us?!"

Vivienne smirked, pointing casually at the man who had harassed Isabella earlier. "A public official engaging in group indecency. As a law-abiding citizen of Athelvia, I simply cannot turn a blind eye to this. I'll have to file a formal report."

"It was a misunderstanding! My guys just mistook Miss Lexton. We didn't do anything! I'll take my leave now!"

The man scrambled for the door, but the Ravenshire bodyguards instantly blocked his path. His eye twitched violently, and he bowed to Vivienne, desperate to placate her. "Does Miss Lexton have further instructions?"

The Garland family only had the courage to shout at Vivienne because Leland was in the room. As a low-ranking commissioner of the Agricultural Trade Commission, this man knew that crossing Vivienne meant his absolute ruin.

Vivienne stared him down. "Tell me. Who ordered your men to grab her?"

Chloe and Cameron's faces drained of color. They exchanged a panicked look.

The man wiped cold sweat from his forehead. "I have no idea what you're talking about, Miss Lexton. Like I said, it was entirely a misunderstanding."

"Think carefully. If memory serves, your father's hometown is in Alderwick, isn't it? When making big decisions, one should always remember the teachings of their elders. If you can't make up your mind, why don't you call your father and ask him?"

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