The Stand-In Who Burned the Script novel Chapter 64

"No, no... I can see perfectly fine!" Simon swallowed hard, snapping out of his daze. "Boss, she doesn't look right. She's as red as a lobster..."

Silas's temple twitched.

The woman was literally in his arms; did he really need someone to tell him she wasn't normal?

"So why are you just standing there? Go get the car!"

"Ah... right away!"

Silas held the woman against his chest. Her body was burning like a furnace, but it didn't feel like a fever. It felt more like...

As if to confirm his suspicions, the seemingly unconscious woman suddenly became restless.

Her soft hands trailed slowly across his chest, and a soft whimper escaped her lips.

"So hot..."

"..."

Silas frowned slightly, but surprisingly, he didn't shove her away.

Two minutes later, Simon pulled the car up. Seeing his boss's usually pristine suit now entirely rumpled, he had no idea what expression to make.

"Uh, Boss... do you want me to take her?"

"Open the door." The man's voice was terrifyingly low.

"Yes, sir!"

Silas scooped the woman up in his arms, leaned down, and... tossed her into the backseat.

Simon's eyes widened in disbelief, momentarily stunned speechless.

If you called him rough, he had still carried her himself and refused to let anyone else do it.

But if you called him gentle...

What kind of gentleman literally threw a beautiful woman into a car?

Silas got in from the other side. His pitch-black gaze seemed to absorb the darkness around him as he glared in Simon's direction. "Are you going to drive, or are you planning to move in here?"

"..."

Simon gave an awkward chuckle. "Driving, driving. Boss, are we taking this lady to the hospital?"

"Or would you prefer I drop her off at your place?"

"..."

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