The Stand-In Who Burned the Script novel Chapter 534

As his words hung in the air, Vivian couldn't help but let out a laugh. "How exactly does someone completely reinvent themselves just so someone else can see a 'different side'?"

"..." Jonah paused, his bottomless gaze locking onto her eyes.

After a long moment, his lips twitched.

With a half-smile, he replied, "I suppose you don't necessarily have to see it."

For a man, sometimes it didn't matter if a woman loved him or worshipped him. As long as he possessed her—body or soul—who really cared?

Vivian just smiled back, deciding not to press the issue.

When it came to people who didn't matter, nothing they said mattered either.

If he wanted to claim the sun was out at midnight, she'd let him.

The food arrived quickly. A succession of servers broke the eerie tension in the room.

It was a fusion restaurant, which meant the dishes were meant to be visually striking, blending vibrant colors with incredibly high saturation.

Jonah picked up his fork and transferred a few pieces of steak onto Vivian's plate.

"This is imported Wagyu. It's excellent."

"I don't eat anything from there."

"..."

It was a blunt, uncompromising rejection. Vivian even pushed the beef to the edge of her plate.

Looking up, she met the man's darkening gaze and shrugged. "I'm really sorry. I have incredibly strict principles about what I support, and my tolerance for things I despise is absolute zero. If that makes you uncomfortable..."

He thought she might offer a polite apology, but in the next breath, she casually dropped a few more words—

"Deal with it."

"..."

Jonah ground his teeth, forcibly suppressing his temper.

"Fine. Tell me what you want to eat, and we'll reorder."

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