The Stand-In Who Burned the Script novel Chapter 307

Chapter 307

But you never knew if what you uncovered would be a pleasant surprise or deadly poison.

Women like that were far too dangerous. Sloan never touched them.

Once you got involved, it was all too easy to play yourself.

Case in point: two guys were already falling hard.

The road ahead was too dark to see clearly. Sloan scoffed and turned back inside.

The man in the dining room was still eating, his unhurried movements the picture of elegance.

Sloan pulled out a chair and sat down in front of Liam.

He adopted an interrogator’s stance.

“Hey, spill it. When did you get tangled up with Vivian?”

“Tangled up?” Liam glanced up at him. “Don’t make it sound so ugly.”

“You’re already playing the homewrecker and you think my words are ugly?” Sloan tapped his foot, looking every bit the carefree playboy. “I just find it miraculous. Silas hasn’t known her that long, and you’ve literally only met her twice. How did you get hooked so fast?”

“Are two meetings not enough?”

Liam grabbed a napkin and wiped his mouth meticulously.

“For some people, one look is all it takes.”

Sloan didn’t understand that kind of romantic nonsense, but…

“You and Vivian have known each other for a long time, haven’t you?” Though phrased as a question, it carried absolute certainty. “You fell for her at first sight ages ago, but you didn’t know who she was, so you put it on the back burner. You never expected to run into her back home, only to realize she’s your best buddy’s girl.”

Sloan inhaled sharply. “Talk about dramatic.”

“But you probably don’t have much of a chance. You know how Silas is. He doesn’t care if you admire his woman, but if you actually try to make a move, he won’t care about tearing you apart.”

Liam remained expressionless. “They aren’t married, so how does she belong to him?”

In their circle, changing partners every single day was totally normal.

“Yeah, true.”

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Sloan nodded solemnly, his voice filled with the certainty of a man who saw everything clearly. “But this time, Silas seems pretty damn serious.”

Liam’s shadowy gaze fell on the leftovers in front of him. He didn’t say another word.

Silas drove straight home. When he arrived at the entrance, he didn’t immediately get out of

the car.

He rolled down the window, letting the cool breeze rustle the hair on his forehead. He lazily raised his hand, flipping a lighter open and closed.

Less than two minutes later, his phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID, his expression softened slightly.

He answered it.

“Mom.”

“So you still remember I’m your mother?”

A cold snort came through the line. Cynthia had just woken up and had a face mask on. “You haven’t called me in forever. I have to find out what you’re up to through the grapevine. Silas, do you think you were born from a rock?”

Completely ignoring his parents.

Silas leaned back in his seat, his level gaze landing perfectly on the second floor.

The lights were on, and a stunning silhouette could faintly be seen walking past.

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