Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 901

Preston quickly sent his location coordinates.

The equestrian club.

Vivienne tossed her phone aside and stared up at the crystal chandelier.

The Ravenshire mole had actually connected with Preston. It seemed her theory was spot on—Preston must have interfered in the Ravenshire family's internal affairs in her past life as well.

She had been wondering what catalyst had originally forced the mole into an alliance with Preston. It wasn't until the secret of The Underground Casino surfaced that she began to formulate a theory.

So, she got a brilliant idea.

In her past life, if the mole had secured the alliance by obtaining blackmail material on Kael, what would happen this time? She had anticipated the secret between Preston and Kael and preemptively struck back against the mole. Would this alter the timeline of this subplot?

Vivienne had pondered this for a long time. She finally decided to insert herself into the game to test the waters. If every little subplot was just another dagger aimed at her grandfather's back, she would snap them off one by one.

As for Isabella...

Vivienne laced her fingers behind her head, staring at her reflection in the chandelier.

She had surrendered much faster than Vivienne had expected. Then again, not everyone was as hopelessly foolish as she had once been.

*

Blackbriar Wing.

Cyril was watering the plants on his balcony, the glow of his phone screen reflecting in his deep eyes as his thumb mindlessly scrolled.

In the family group chat, Caspian fired off his daily trio of messages begging Vivienne to come home, but the heartless wild rabbit remained entirely unmoved.

"Boss," Lennox Raynor called softly, tapping the glass before stepping onto the balcony.

Cyril put his phone down and focused entirely on his watering can. "Did you find out?"

Lennox nodded. "It seems Marissa had some family trouble. Obsidian Estate never employs anyone with complicated backgrounds, so Cedric fired her according to protocol. Right now, all four rotating maids are trusted veterans of the estate. As for Mrs. Gable, who went to Merriton City to take care of her, her husband and son both work for the Ravenshire Group. Her background is spotless."

"Where is Marissa now?" Cyril asked.

Lennox paused. What was going on with his boss?

He had barely set foot back in the house, yet he was already obsessing over the affairs of someone else's courtyard. Wasn't he worried about exposing himself with such obvious interest?

God knew how terrified Lennox had been of drawing suspicion! He had to route his inquiry through forty different people just to get the information.

Lennox cleared his throat. "Boss, you only told me to find out why Vellmont Lodge changed staff. You didn't tell me to track down Marissa's whereabouts."

Cyril remained silent for a moment before setting down the watering can. "Alright, you're dismissed."

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