The Stand-In Who Burned the Script novel Chapter 360

It was even colder by the lake than on the streets.

With her bare legs exposed, goosebumps immediately prickled her skin.

Vivian pulled her coat tighter around herself, navigating the darkness entirely by instinct. It didn't take long before she spotted a figure standing in the distance.

How to describe her?

She was roughly five foot seven, with a slender, graceful figure.

Her pale legs stood out elegantly beneath a pristine white coat, paired with nude pointed heels. A sharp, chic bob framed her delicate ears, where diamond studs sparkled under the night sky.

Vivian watched her for a moment before finally stepping forward to stand beside her.

"Northside is freezing, isn't it?"

"Yeah."

The woman kept her gaze fixed straight ahead, her tone completely flat. "I don't understand why you'd willingly stay in a miserable place like this."

"It's the same everywhere, isn't it?"

Honestly, it was all the same.

"Fair point."

The woman offered a faint smile. Her breathtakingly gorgeous face showed absolutely no signs of aging, even though she was already thirty-five.

Vivian wasn't entirely sure how to begin. She knew that whether she asked or not, this person would help her. But... she genuinely hated doing things she didn't want to do.

"I can figure out a way to stall Marcus. You don't need to worry about me."

She let out a soft sigh. "If he can't find you, he'll eventually give up, right?"

How could a person waste their entire life on something completely hopeless?

Even if Marcus was willing, the Vaughan Family would never allow it.

Darcy Cole finally turned her head, her bright eyes holding a maternal warmth. The soft smile she gave Vivian felt less like she was looking at a friend and more like a mother looking at her daughter.

"You've gotten even prettier."

Vivian let out a genuine laugh. "Why does it feel like we're just here catching up on family gossip?"

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