The Stand-In Who Burned the Script novel Chapter 315

Chapter 315

A flicker of something unreadable crossed Vivian’s eyes before she offered a faint smile. ‘What makes you think I’d know someone like that?”

“Are you sure you don’t know him?”

“What do I get out of lying to you?”

Liam fell silent for a moment and didn’t press the issue.

After hanging up, his deep eyes stared intently at the scenery outside his window. Did she really not know him…?

All these years, Liam hadn’t found a single trace of that man.

He remembered the scene vividly. That guy…

He had clearly bolted the second he saw Vivian’s eyes.

Could he have misread the situation?

No… impossible.

He couldn’t have been mistaken, which meant Vivian was lying. But based on what Liam knew of her, she definitely wasn’t the type to mix with people like that.

If that was true, why would Vivian cover for him?

Liam furrowed his brow, his dark eyes brooding with profound mystery.

Vivian hung up and spun the phone in her palm a couple of times. She hadn’t expected Liam to still be hung up on something from all those years ago. That guy…

Some unpleasant memories flashed through her mind. A look of disgust crossed her face before she shook her head, forcing herself to stop dwelling on the past.

It had nothing to do with her anyway.

If Liam was really that capable, he could investigate it himself.

Putting her phone down, Vivian glanced back at her blank computer screen, catching a faint reflection of her bare face.

Gregory was, after all, a highly respected figure in the industry. Meeting him required a certain level of decorum, so she definitely needed to put on some makeup for dinner.

After a long day of work, Vivian freshened up in the breakroom and stepped out.

“Miss Fairchild,” Zoe walked up to join her, looking crisp and professional in a beige suit. “We

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received word from Switzerland. Someone has been frequently asking about your past over

there.”

“My past?”

Vivian turned to look at her. “What past do I even have in Switzerland?”

Suddenly, she remembered something.

Back when she had just been sent to the UK, she was still young enough to harbor a sliver of

naive hope.

Dominic refused to let her return home. It took Vivian a lot of digging to find out he was flying to Switzerland to accompany Amara to an international piano competition.

Driven by absolute desperation, she bought a ticket to Geneva.

And it was that very trip…

That completely destroyed whatever meaning the word ‘father’ still held in her heart.

“Let them dig. What could they possibly find?” Vivian’s expression remained neutral. “At worst, they’ll discover I’m the completely neglected daughter of the Fairchild family. Who knows, maybe it’ll earn me some sympathy and someone will toss some cash my way.”

Zoe didn’t respond. She glanced over; the woman’s profile was so flawless in the backlight she almost didn’t look real.

A woman like her could have countless men groveling at her feet purely based on her looks.

But she was brilliant and fiercely strategic-calling her a modern-day queen wouldn’t be an

exaggeration.

It was just…

The price she had paid was far too bitter.

Zoe withdrew her gaze and kept her thoughts to herself.

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