The Stand-In Who Burned the Script novel Chapter 84

Chapter 84

Didn’t he used to hate this sort of thing?

He really would do anything for Amara.

Vivian clenched her jaw and said coldly, “Get security up here to clear out these flowers. Throw them far away.”

At the same time, a thought flashed through her mind.

Now that Jonah had started making his moves, he wouldn’t stop easily.

It looked like she needed to figure out a way to lock down Silas, and fast.

At the end of the workday, she and Zoe headed downstairs together.

Her phone rang with an unknown number. Vivian answered it without much thought, only to

realize it was Jonah.

“Did you get the flowers?”

“So it was Mr. Granger. Thanks, but don’t ever send them again.”

“You don’t like them?”

His voice carried an artificial gentleness. “Didn’t you used to say that love starts with a bouquet of flowers?”

Vivian was silent for a moment before saying, “Did I also tell you back then that I liked white

roses?”

She had told him more than once what kind of flowers she liked.

The man had simply never cared enough to remember.

Vivian didn’t want to waste her breath. “Instead of wasting time on me, Mr. Granger, you should go check on Amara. No matter what you do, I will never donate my heart valve to her. I’d rather die.”

Jonah’s breathing hitched. “You think I’m just doing this for that?”

“What else could it be?”

At this point, was there any need to pretend?

Vivian continued walking out of the building. “The Grangers are supposed to be a respectable family. Try acting like a decent human being, Mr. Granger.”

With that, she hung up on him.

Zoe looked worried. “Boss, do you think he’ll try something else?”

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Chapter 84

“I don’t know.”

Vivian was telling the truth.

She had been with Jonah for three years, yet she hadn’t even been able to tell if the man was a wolf or a sheep. How could she predict his next move?

Whatever he was, he was bad news.

“We’ll cross that bridge when we get to it.”

At the very least, Jonah believed she had a deep connection with Silas, which would keep him from acting too rashly for now.

Stepping out of the office building, the bright sunset painted the sky in vivid colors, offering a fleeting sense of tranquility.

Vivian couldn’t help but stand there and watch for a moment, her heart settling.

Not long after, a sudden honk shattered the peace.

She looked up to see Scarlett.

“How did you know I was here?”

“There isn’t a single thing in all of Northside that I can’t dig up,” Scarlett said with a smug raise of her brow. “Get in.”

She was wearing an off-the-shoulder white top with a black pencil skirt, sporting sunglasses in her flashy sports car.

Her whole vibe was indistinguishable from the reckless trust-fund kids of the city.

Vivian hesitated for a second before opening the passenger door and sliding in.

“Where are we going?”

“Food, drinks.”

Scarlett revved the engine and shot her a glance. “Which one do you want first?”

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