The Stand-In Who Burned the Script novel Chapter 425

They messed around in bed for a bit, a skirmish that ended in Vivian's total defeat. She had finally realized that this man didn't just have a razor-sharp tongue—he had a heart of pure steel.

Getting under his skin was harder than scaling a cliff.

She threw off the covers, scrambled up, and glared at him viciously.

"You just wait!"

"Wait for what?"

The man gave a low scoff. "Wait for your brain to finally drain all that nonsense out?"

... Vivian couldn't win the verbal spar, so she simply lunged forward, dipping her head to bite him hard on the shoulder. "Wait for me to get pregnant!"

Breakfast and lunch were delivered right on time, but Marcus never showed his face.

Just when Vivian thought she was going to die of boredom, the door finally opened. However, it was the gentle-mannered Vincent who stepped inside.

When he was off the clock, he usually dressed casually. Today he wore a white hoodie over grey slacks. The combination should have clashed, but on him, it looked effortlessly cohesive.

"Vincent, what are you doing here?"

"What, you don't want to see me?"

Vincent offered a warm smile. His deep gaze flicked toward the man standing behind her, giving a slight nod in greeting. "If I didn't come, you two would probably be stuck here for a very long time."

"So Marcus actually went through with the whole house arrest routine?"

Vivian was visibly annoyed. Then she asked, "Did he find Darcy?"

"It doesn't seem like it."

Last night had been pure chaos; it wasn't something that could be summarized in a few sentences. "Not only did he fail to find Darcy, but he also alerted Grandpa, who issued the family's strictest punishment."

Vivian froze for a second, her eyes lighting up slightly.

"He got beat up?"

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