The Stand-In Who Burned the Script novel Chapter 218

Chapter 218

Chapter 218

Vivian instantly leaned in closer, her dazzling smile inches from his face. “You held me while we slept last night. But Grace Gifford never got to sleep in your arms. I won.”

It didn’t matter what the prize was.

All that mattered was winning.

She pulled back, settling comfortably onto her pillow. The sheer smug satisfaction in her voice was practically overflowing. “Looking at it that way, you couldn’t have liked Grace that much anyway. You two never even had a real relationship. That essentially makes me your first real love. Your first.”

Silas shot her a flat look, then closed his eyes again.

“It has nothing to do with who I like. Stop making wild assumptions.”

In any dynamic, once a clear line of rejection had been drawn, that was the end of it. There was no point in constantly dragging it back up.

Vivian let out a soft “Oh,” then immediately pivoted. “So, when are you wiring me the money?”

Only she could beg someone for a massive corporate investment while sounding utterly entitled to it.

Silas remained silent for a long moment. The morning light carved out the sharp, flawless line of his jaw. His bone structure was textbook perfection, carrying an aristocratic, untouchable arrogance without an ounce of softness.

About a full minute passed.

Finally, his deep voice broke the silence. “Hand your proposal over to Simon. Once the board of directors convenes and makes a decision, I’ll have him contact you.”

“…Got it.”

He was certainly playing the strict corporate boss.

Vivian leaned in and planted a quick kiss on his cheek. “Then I’ll leave the rest in your capable hands, Boss. If you’re tired, sleep a little longer. I’m heading to the office. I have a major morning meeting.”

She wasn’t lying.

Having just signed the contract with Charlie Beck, he was bringing Insignia’s executive team over this morning for an initial strategy summit.

Glancing at the time, she quickly washed up in the bathroom and headed for the door.

Right as she reached the exit, she spun around, locking eyes with the man’s dark, penetrating

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stare.

Vivian flashed a brilliant smile and blew him a totally uninhibited kiss.

She headed downstairs for breakfast.

Only when the heavy bedroom door clicked shut did the tension in Silas’s muscles finally completely unravel.

He had to admit, spending time with this woman was a relentless bombardment of surprises. Every single day required him to be on absolute high alert, as if he were locked in an endless game of high-stakes chess.

The romantic push-and-pull between them was dangerously addictive. It was an intoxicating, chaotic rush that defied explanation, wrapping around him like a powerful narcotic.

His dark, unreadable eyes stared up at the ceiling. The urge to sleep was completely gone.

***

Vivian arrived at Astra Media just before eight o’clock. Zoe was already frantically coordinating the presentation materials.

“What time is their team arriving?”

“They said eight-thirty, but knowing Mr. Beck, I assume he’ll be early.”

Bingo.

At exactly eight-fifteen, the Insignia Group delegation walked into the lobby.

Vivian personally went downstairs to greet them. She wore a sharp, dark gray power suit over a crisp white blouse. The asymmetrical cut of her skirt added a brilliant flash of high-end design, showcasing her flawless, toned legs.

Paired with four-inch red-soled stilettos, her commanding aura was absolute perfection.

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