The Stand-In Who Burned the Script novel Chapter 203

Chapter 203

“Who said I was joking?” Liam’s lips curled up as he leaned in even further. With him positioned like this, it was nearly impossible for Vivian to break free from his grip

“Answer all the questions I just asked you honestly, and I’ll let you go.”

This man was honestly even more infuriating than Silas Sterling.

“Liam.” Vivian took a deep breath, deciding to drop the playful act. “I told you, I’ve never met you before. I have absolutely no reason to lie about that. As for me and Silas… your friend isn’t an idiot, is he? Do you really think I could trick him?”

Liam narrowed his eyes. “Hard to say.”

“…” Excuse me?

“Silas spent years revolving his entire life around Grace Gifford. Everyone thought they’d get married. Even though she rejected him, it wasn’t done out of malice. No one expected him to suddenly move on to someone else. That alone is highly unusual. Not to mention…”

“Silas is fiercely protective of his own. I heard you openly humiliated Grace to her face, and Silas didn’t even reprimand you for it. That just proves your methods are far from ordinary.”

“Doesn’t that just prove he likes me more than Grace?”

“Tsk.”

She really knew how to flatter herself.

“You don’t believe me?” Vivian’s lips curled into a smirk. With her vibrant red lipstick, she exuded the undeniable allure of a mature, confident woman. “If you don’t believe me, call him over right now. Once he sees how you’re treating me, you’re dead meat. I guarantee it.”

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Liam ground his teeth together.

This was genuinely the first time he’d ever met a woman so… brazenly shameless.

But then again, she certainly had the looks to back up that level of confidence.

His deep gaze lingered on her face for a long time before he finally turned and walked away.

Vivian slowly let out the breath she’d been holding, the playful glimmer in her eyes perfectly masking her true emotions.

She had to admit, the men in Silas’s inner circle were all razor-sharp. None of them were easy targets.

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Chapter 203

When she returned to the private room, the atmosphere was lively.

Sloan had clearly had too much to drink and was dancing with the girl he’d brought earlier

She walked past them and took a seat right next to Silas.

A sharp, piercing gaze drilled into her back. It was impossible to ignore.

Vivian glanced up. The intense gleam in Liam’s eyes vanished in a flash as he raised his glass toward her, the gesture loaded with unspoken meaning.

Tsk.

He really had the nerve to openly provoke her right in front of Silas.

If she wasn’t already dealing with Jonah Granger, she genuinely wouldn’t have minded letting this guy play the role of the catalyst.

After all, sometimes romantic relationships needed a third party to ignite a little tension.

Vivian pulled her gaze away, turned to Silas, and gently grabbed his hand. “When are we going home?” she asked in a soft, sweet voice.

The ambient lighting was dim and dizzying, casting shadows that perfectly concealed whatever emotion was flickering in the man’s eyes. No one could read him.

He didn’t pull his hand away. Instead, he gently squeezed her fingertips.

A sudden tingle of electricity shot through her nerves, leaving Vivian stunned for a brief moment.

A few moments passed.

Silas pulled her to her feet.

“Huh?”

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