Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 891

Crown Hospital.

"Julian, are you ready yet?"

When Leander pushed open the door to the hospital room, Julian was standing by the window in a sharp black suit, adjusting his tie.

"You..." Leander frowned. "Is it really necessary to dress up this much?"

Alaric and Cyril returning to port was a huge triumph. The old patriarch had deliberately arranged for them to come to the hospital just to put on a show of brotherly love to fool the public. To put it bluntly, Julian was just a prop—a background piece for the other two.

Julian lifted his chin, fixing the knot. "If I don't look damn good, wouldn't it be even more humiliating when I'm standing next to them in the photos?"

Leander had no idea where this bizarre competitive streak was coming from. It actually made his chest ache a little. "Julian, do you really not care at all that they're completely outshining you?"

After this, Cyril's standing in Merriton was practically set in stone. As for Alaric, he didn't even need to be discussed. The military sent to enforce the century-long deployment in Ularia was none other than the 313th Division. Ularia might have been poor, but it was rich in mineral resources. Alaric just gained another massive trump card.

Julian scoffed. "Do you only live for today? So I get overshadowed today. Doesn't mean I'll be overshadowed forever. Besides! In the looks department, I'm definitely not losing."

Leander fell silent.

Meanwhile, the reporters outside Crown Hospital had completely blocked the main entrance. To keep the emergency lanes clear, the hospital had to call in extra security to maintain order.

Several reporters with insider connections had bypassed the crowd entirely, staking out the VIP wing to get the first exclusive shots of the twin stars.

On the same floor, Kael was bored out of his mind, hanging out in the public lounge area. Seeing the sea of reporters gathering downstairs, he pulled out his phone and called Preston on a whim.

"Preston, when are you coming over? I'm telling you, the hospital is absolutely swarming with reporters. Those two Ravenshire bastards..."

Before he could finish, the crowd downstairs suddenly surged in one direction like a colony of disturbed ants.

"Look! The stars are here!"

Amidst the deafening cheers, a team of six-foot-tall bodyguards formed a human wall. Alaric and Cyril walked through the center, surrounded like royalty.

The female reporters on the scene instantly transformed into hardcore fans. Being incredibly handsome was one thing, but being literal national heroes? That was an irresistible combination.

"Mr. Alaric, what was the driving force behind your solo infiltration into Ularia? We heard you barely survived crossing the border. How did you manage to turn the tables? Can you give us some details?"

"Mr. Cyril, this is the second time you've put your life on the line to protect Merriton! You once said your motivation for surviving the first time was the promise of a reward. What was your motivation this time?"

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