Anyway, let alone absurd, Vivian couldn’t give in to Julian’s demands. In order for the female protagonist, Iris, to connect with the Grand Duke, it means to fix everything from beginning to end. There was no way such a thing could have been possible. She’d rather scrap the manuscript than rewrite it.
This time again, she managed to refresh herself by consulting people around her. It’s a work that is said to be perfect, satisfied with itself. It would be better to write a new one than to change the ending here again.
Vivian unexpectedly has room for relief from her manuscript. She felt it and swallowed it.
It was a gamble. And Vivian was good at gambling as long as her life was guaranteed. No matter how much her opponent was an emperor, she had already declared that he could not kill her, so her fear gradually subsided.
“I can’t fix it.”
“Huh? What did you just say?”
“I’d rather kill the title.”
Yeah, she really wanted to write this line someday too!!
Vivian forgot the situation and looked a little excited, and quickly lowered her eyes when Julian stared at her. No matter how strong Aiden’s shield is, there will be limits.
“You seem to be in high spirits with my brother on your back, but I can kill anything like you. What if he doesn’t know that I killed you?”
Vivian quivered as he fiddled with the handle of the waist-length sword.
“Your Majesty, a novel is a novel. It’s reality that matters.”
Julian crumpled up his brows for a moment. Vivian was forced to feel strange again because he looked like a child who heard nagging that he didn’t want to hear.
Well, I don’t think he’s gonna say it again, anyway.
It was because he still made a living for Vivian, but she was holding back, exercising the limit of his patience.
“Reality?”
Julian asked back, exuding unsatisfactory energy.
“As I said, I’m a close friend of Cardel’s. You know what that means, right? I’m still giving you the manuscript before it’s published.
“Don’t be a nuisance and be precise.”
“That means I can help you. I know everything about Cardel. Tastes, hobbies, very trivial things like favorite food and animals…”
Vivian whispered in a secret voice. Of course she didn’t know that much about Cardel. That’s because the last time she saw her before the recent reunion was when she was 10. She couldn’t have remembered such a thing until now.
But that’s what she could learn from now on. She seemed to have liked Perdi’s work before. That’s a lot.
She didn’t mean it, but it was Vivian who gained Cardel’s enormous favor and trust.
“What do you think? This way is much better, right?”
Julian crumpled his face even more because she looked like a snake whispering and seducing.
He didn’t hate quick-witted hyenas, but shrewd hyenas that prepare to bite at the slightest cleavage are terrible.
He hated it, too. The feeling of playing in someone’s palm was extremely unpleasant.
It’s not just anyone else, but a woman who hides in a sullen way and peeps at others.
Why did she mention Cardel who is not even here because he caught a weakness without knowing it?
If she had spoken of Aiden and said she could never change the ending, Julian might have stepped down. But he couldn’t understand the sudden appearance of Cardel’s name. He doesn’t know if she thinks it’s blackmailing. She’s just talking because she’s not here?
“I don’t know what that has to do with male lead.”
“Hey, you know everything.”
Vivian poked him in the ribs, casting an insidious glance, but her hand was thrown out so hard that it sounded like a slap.
The brothers ate their social skills in pairs. She bloated her lips as she clasped the back of her flaming hand with her other hand.
“That’s rude.”
If Aiden was a drowsy cat that roamed on a leisurely roof, saying humans were troublesome, Julian was a sharp cat that threatened with sharp teeth and nails in everything.
Why is he so feisty? Why does he hate it so much even though she’s going to help him with the dating business?
‘I don’t need your help!’ she wondered.
But I was trying to help the Emperor because he seemed to have room for a comeback rather than the Duke of Bron.
The emperor’s love was not smooth. Rather, unless someone actively intervenes and helps, there will be no permanent opportunity. Because Cardel seemed unable to escape from Duke Bron, neither in body nor in mind.
Maybe the emperor himself doesn’t like the ending of Vivian’s novel because he felt it implicitly. Then he wouldn’t ask her to rewrite the novel, if he gets a chance to make contact with her in real life.
She can’t believe the emperor is frustrated because he’s never dated properly.
Vivian thought.
“There’s nothing to worry about. I’m an expert in this field. It’s not like I don’t have any counseling experience.”
While confidently explaining, she checked Julian’s expression and blurted her words. The emperor was really at a loss for what Vivian was saying and was wary of her.
“What field?”
“Yes?”
“What the hell do you want to say? Is it a characteristic of an author to speak around?”
Are you serious about that?
He doesn’t even realize he likes Cardel?
No, who came all the way here because he couldn’t stand the fact that the Count and the heroine were motivated by Duke Bron?
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