The Stand-In Who Burned the Script novel Chapter 144

Chapter 144

The two of them headed downstairs for dinner, one after the other. Just as they turned the corner of the stairs, Grandpa and George’s guilty, sneaking figures came into view.

Silas gave them a fleeting glance and ignored them completely.

Instead, it was Grandpa, feeling thoroughly caught in the act, who spoke first.

“Ahem… Beautiful weather today, isn’t it?”

Vivian couldn’t help but laugh. She jogged two steps to catch up with the man in front of her and said, “Grandpa, I can walk with you in the courtyard after dinner. We should be able to see the stars tonight.”

“Oh? Really?”

Grandpa beamed, casting a sly glance at his grandson.

“In that case, Silas, you should join us!”

“I’m not going.”

With a sharp refusal, Silas sat down and took the chopsticks from the housekeeper. “I still have some unfinished business from the company. I’ll be working late.”

Since he explicitly cited work, pushing the issue felt a bit too forceful.

Grandpa and Vivian exchanged a knowing look before she sat down.

The meal was a fairly harmonious affair.

As an exceptionally considerate wife, Vivian made sure to flawlessly perform all the expected duties.

She served him food, de-boned his meat, and poured his soup.

*A blind husband. What a lucky life he had.*

She thought to herself that for all the serving she was doing now, she was going to make this man pay it back double in the future.

After dinner, Silas retreated to the study while Vivian followed Grandpa into the courtyard, chatting as they strolled.

“Judging by how you two have been interacting these past couple of days, things seem quite harmonious, eh?” Grandpa turned his head, his sharp eyes scanning Vivian’s face. “That boy Silas is a slow burn. Vivian, you need to have confidence in yourself.”

Vivian smiled. “I don’t know about my own confidence, but it certainly seems like you have

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plenty of confidence in me, Grandpa.”

“Of course.”

These two young people were an absolute match made in heaven!

“You have no idea. I’ve known that boy for over twenty years, and I’ve never seen so many vibrant expressions on his face.”

From the moment he was born, Silas had been the pride of the family. Following the exact framework and meticulous path set by his elders, he had never taken a single wrong step

But the more flawless he became, the less he seemed like a real, breathing person.

Who on earth could do everything perfectly?

He didn’t even seem to have a temper.

Vivian suddenly recalled the words Silas had spoken to her upstairs earlier.

*Grandpa can certainly be your backing, and I don’t mind playing your shield from time to time. But Vivian… play with fire, and you’ll get burned.*

*If there’s something you want, you can ask directly. I can selectively give you what you desire. But if you try to manipulate me, I’m afraid you won’t be able to handle the consequences.*

The reason he would “selectively” give her what she wanted was because he held absolutely no emotional attachment to her.

Favoritism and unwavering support were priceless.

They were ten thousand times more valuable than anything with a price tag.

But what was she supposed to do?

The things she wanted just happened to be the most expensive of all.

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