The Stand-In Who Burned the Script novel Chapter 538

Vivian's eyes shot wide open. Wow, this man had seriously unlocked some hidden potential. He could drop dirty jokes without even blinking.

They bickered back and forth until they arrived at the hotel.

It was Vivian's first time here. She had heard rumors that the owner of this hotel had deep ties to British royalty and was incredibly mysterious.

So, tonight's host was that mysterious tycoon?

While she was lost in thought, the man stepped out of the car first.

He was exceptionally gentlemanly tonight, opening the passenger door for her and offering his hand. "Come."

"Thank you, Mr. Sterling."

Vivian stepped out and smiled, looping her arm through his.

Over her evening gown, she was wearing not only her own trench coat but also Silas's heavy overcoat. They were three completely mismatched layers, yet she somehow pulled off an entirely unique, effortless charm.

Her dark, wavy hair tumbled loosely over her shoulders, pairing perfectly with her red lips to create a breathtakingly alluring vibe.

Silas, meanwhile, was dressed in a classic black-and-white business suit, once again going without a tie. His innate aristocratic aura required no external embellishments. Combined with his god-like features, his mere presence was a striking focal point.

As they walked inside, they drew countless eyes. They looked like a match made in heaven, perfectly complementing one another.

"Hey."

Vivian tilted her head slightly and whispered, "Take your coat back. This looks kind of ridiculous."

"Do you honestly think taking it off will fix that?"

"..."

She whipped her head to the side. The man's expression was completely serious, as if he were simply stating a hard fact.

"Care to repeat that?"

She must have misheard him, right?

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