Anyway, let alone absurd, Vivian couldnât give in to Julianâs 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. Sheâd rather scrap the manuscript than rewrite it.
This time again, she managed to refresh herself by consulting people around her. Itâs 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.
âI canât fix it.â
âHuh? What did you just say?â
âIâd rather kill the title.â
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 Aidenâs shield is, there will be limits.
âYou seem to be in high spirits with my brother on your back, but I can kill anything like you. What if he doesnât know that I killed you?â
Vivian quivered as he fiddled with the handle of the waist-length sword.
âYour Majesty, a novel is a novel. Itâs reality that matters.â
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 didnât want to hear.
Well, I donât think heâs 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.
âReality?â
Julian asked back, exuding unsatisfactory energy.
âAs I said, Iâm a close friend of Cardelâs. You know what that means, right? Iâm still giving you the manuscript before itâs published.
âDonât be a nuisance and be precise.â
âThat means I can help you. I know everything about Cardel. Tastes, hobbies, very trivial things like favorite food and animalsâŠâ
Vivian whispered in a secret voice. Of course she didnât know that much about Cardel. Thatâs because the last time she saw her before the recent reunion was when she was 10. She couldnât have remembered such a thing until now.
But thatâs what she could learn from now on. She seemed to have liked Perdiâs work before. Thatâs a lot.
She didnât mean it, but it was Vivian who gained Cardelâs enormous favor and trust.
âWhat do you think? This way is much better, right?â
Julian crumpled his face even more because she looked like a snake whispering and seducing.
He didnât 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 someoneâs palm was extremely unpleasant.
Itâs 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 couldnât understand the sudden appearance of Cardelâs name. He doesnât know if she thinks itâs blackmailing. Sheâs just talking because sheâs not here?
âI donât know what that has to do with male lead.â
âHey, you know everything.â
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.
âThatâs rude.â
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 sheâs going to help him with the dating business?
âI donât need your help!â 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 emperorâs 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 doesnât like the ending of Vivianâs novel because he felt it implicitly. Then he wouldnât ask her to rewrite the novel, if he gets a chance to make contact with her in real life.
She canât believe the emperor is frustrated because heâs never dated properly.
Vivian thought.
âThereâs nothing to worry about. Iâm an expert in this field. Itâs not like I donât have any counseling experience.â
While confidently explaining, she checked Julianâs expression and blurted her words. The emperor was really at a loss for what Vivian was saying and was wary of her.
âWhat field?â
âYes?â
âWhat the hell do you want to say? Is it a characteristic of an author to speak around?â
Are you serious about that?
He doesnât even realize he likes Cardel?
No, who came all the way here because he couldnât stand the fact that the Count and the heroine were motivated by Duke Bron?