The Stand-In Who Burned the Script novel Chapter 336

"I heard." The man's voice carried a casually sharp chill. "But you're more useless than I thought. Even after everything that happened, you still couldn't get Silas to hand over his heart."

Having her motives exposed didn't embarrass Vivian in the slightest.

"So what?"

Her fingers, resting on the sofa, twitched unconsciously. In psychology, it was a manifestation of relieving tension. "There's still time for me to use Darcy Cole's location to make a deal with you, isn't there?"

Vivian's original plan was to make Silas fall in love with her as quickly as possible so she wouldn't have to make a deal with Marcus Vaughan.

But...

Things didn't seem to be going smoothly.

She let out a soft breath. "I'll tell you one thing, and you give me everything you've found."

Marcus stayed silent for two seconds before letting out a soft chuckle. "Vivian, didn't I teach you not to be too greedy?"

One piece of information in exchange for everything he had dug up.

Since when did deals work like that?

"Then what do you want?"

"I've changed my mind now."

"Speak."

"Bring Darcy Cole to me, and I'll grant you what you desire."

"..." Vivian remained silent.

"Whether it was working for me back then, or playing games by Silas's side now, hasn't it all been for one thing? Vivian, I can investigate anything you want to know, and I will help you find it. After all, I'm your brother."

Marcus's tone lacked any trace of emotion as he leisurely added his final sentence.

"The premise is, you have to prove your worth to me."

The voice on the phone went completely dead as she hung up.

Vivian maintained her posture for a long time, her face as pale as paper. She had no idea how far Marcus's investigation had gotten. If he wanted to, he could completely wipe out all traces, leaving her with absolutely nothing.

But Darcy...

Vivian closed her eyes.

"You have quite the imagination."

Silas said, "I'll have Martha come help you."

"No." Vivian cupped his face with both hands, pulling him down a little. Her soft breath brushed against his ear. "I was just fully exposed to someone else, and now you want Martha to see me? I refuse!"

"..."

"Silas~"

Her tone was delicate and lilting. "Help me, help me~ please?"

"...Fine." Silas truly had never felt so helpless. "I'll go run the water."

It wasn't the first time he had served her like this, but this time felt different.

With her injuries, Silas's movements were instinctively more cautious. Whenever he brushed past crucial areas, he naturally averted his gaze, his Adam's apple bobbing.

Vivian threw him a glance. His handsome face was wound tight, exuding an indescribable sex appeal.

She muttered under her breath, "What kind of guy ignores a free show?"