The Stand-In Who Burned the Script novel Chapter 29

If Vivian had harbored even the tiniest shred of hope for Dominic before, looking at the middle-aged man standing squarely against her now finally snuffed out that last dying ember. All that remained was cold indifference.

"Go ahead."

She dug her nails into her palms. "Call the cops then."

She would love to see what fabricated evidence Amara could possibly hand over to the police!

Dominic's face turned a violent shade of purple, the muscles in his jaw twitching visibly. He never imagined that his daughter, who was already rebellious on a good day, was capable of doing something so downright evil!

With shaking hands, he pulled out his phone.

"Fine... Just watch me!"

Just as the emergency numbers faded onto the screen, Amara's eyes flickered. She threw herself at him, crying frantically as she grabbed his arm. "Dad, no... Vivian definitely didn't do it on purpose. Please don't hold it against her... Vivian, hurry up and apologize to Dad!"

Watching the ridiculous spectacle unfold, Vivian found the entire display deeply laughable.

Did this father-daughter duo mistake the living room for a theater stage?

She pressed her lips together and didn't utter a word.

Seeing that she had absolutely zero intention of admitting fault, the fury in Dominic's eyes burned hotter. He genuinely wanted to call the police to teach her a harsh lesson, but his youngest daughter was clutching his phone in a death grip...

"Look at your sister! After everything you've done to her, she is still trying to protect you! How can you be so entirely heartless? Huh?"

"I have no idea what sins I committed in my past life to end up with a daughter like you! I'm so angry I could die!"

"Dad, please don't let this ruin your health."

Amara kept her head bowed meekly, gently rubbing his back to soothe him.

Her soft, sweet tone perfectly played the role of the devoted, caring daughter. "Vivian only burned our house down; I know she didn't want to hurt us... The house may be gone, but our family is finally reunited. That's what matters, right, Dad?"

Today, Amara was going to make sure she understood that the very thing she craved most was something Amara could get with just a few sweet words!

Under Amara's gentle coaxing, Dominic's temper finally simmered down. He glared at Vivian with heavy, judgmental eyes. "You need to learn a thing or two from Amara! If you were even half as well-behaved as she is, this house wouldn't be in a constant state of chaos!"

"The only reason this house is in chaos is because it's filled with animals."

"You...!"

"Me what?"

Vivian looked up, her gaze completely devoid of emotion. "Am I wrong?"

Dominic's face flushed green. Unable to tolerate her insolence a second longer, he raised his hand high. "You ungrateful wretch—!"

Before the slap could land, Vivian firmly caught his wrist. "I might be ungrateful, but you haven't raised me for a single day, nor have you taught me a damn thing. You have absolutely no right to lecture me!"