The Stand-In Who Burned the Script novel Chapter 201

Chapter 201

Liam Ziegler’s eyes were dark as obsidian, his sharp features radiating an arrogant, untouchable aura. “Is Miss Fairchild trying to hit on me? I’m afraid that tactic is a bit outdated.”

Tsk.

Hitting on him.

These men really all shared the same narcissistic delusions.

Sloan Mercer leaned in closer, sitting down and propping one leg up like he owned the place “Why hit on him and not me? You can’t play favorites like that. Come on, have a drink.”

He poured two glasses of wine, sliding one in front of Vivian Fairchild.

“I don’t drink.”

Vivian picked up the water glass beside her, the same one Silas Sterling had been drinking from. “My Silas won’t let me drink. I’m sorry, Sloan, I’ll have to stick to water.”

Sloan shot a glance at Silas. The man hadn’t reacted at all since this started, his cold gaze entirely detached from the situation.

But to say he didn’t care at all….

This woman was casually affirming their relationship with every other sentence, and he hadn’t spoken a single word of denial.

Sloan’s eyes sparkled with amusement. He leaned close to Vivian’s ear and whispered, “It doesn’t look like he plans on keeping you on a short leash. Besides, you’ve got us here. Don’t

be afraid of him.”

A classic instigator who thrived on chaos.

Vivian wasn’t intimidated by his teasing.

In reality, these two were just testing the waters, trying to figure out exactly how much weight

she held in Silas’s heart.

“If he doesn’t keep me on a leash, then I need to be even more disciplined.”

Vivian let out an exaggerated, theatrical sigh. “Otherwise, wouldn’t he just lose interest in me completely?”

That was when Liam finally spoke up. “You’re chasing him?”

“Is it not obvious?”

“Then aren’t you just asking for misery? Everyone in Northside knows Silas has carried a

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torch for a girl since high school He’s not the type to fall in love easily, but when he doe for life I’m afraid Miss Fairchild doesn’t stand a chance

Sloan’s charming eyes brimmed with intrigue after Liam finished

“Why not give up on him and throw yourself into my arms instead?”

Putting everything else aside, this woman’s sheer beauty was enough to make any man unable to look away.

Vivian’s gaze shifted slightly, landing on the silent man beside her. His flawlessly sculpted profile had an almost surreal, dreamlike quality in the dim light, making him look impossibly handsome and utterly unreachable.

He really had a lot of faith in her.

He fully expected her to handle his two best friends on her own.

Vivian’s lips curved into a faint smile before she turned back to Sloan. “It’s far too crowded around you, Sloan. There’s no room for me.”

“Silas’s heart is just as crowded. Wouldn’t it be even harder for him to make room for you?”

“That’s different.”

“How is it different?”

“He’s only got one woman in his heart at most, and they’ve already drawn a clear line between them. It’s only a matter of time before I win him over.”

Vivian’s expression was composed, a captivating glow sweeping across her face that made her breathtakingly seductive. “You should know how satisfying the thrill of the chase can be, Sloan. With enough effort, any man’s heart can be won.”

Sloan muttered a curse, this time directing his attention to Silas.

“Why don’t you go chase your Grace Gifford and have her try to win me over instead?”

A dark, chilling gaze swept over him as Silas finally opened his mouth. “Do you want me to end you right now?”

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