Chapter 63

Since adding Victor's contact info the other day, Isadora had barely glanced at it.

Now, on a whim, she opened his social feed, scrolling all the way down like a clueless guy trying to figure out social media.

His profile was refreshingly simple.

Almost every post was a link to something about The Fitzgerald Group.

No selfies-but here and there, a few adorable photos of Pudding.

She backed out of Victor's page and started typing:

*Thank you for today. Are you free tonight? Dinner's on me.*

Staring at the words "Dinner's on me," Isadora suddenly felt awkward.

She deleted a few words, hesitated, then added:

*Dinner for you and Pudding, my treat.*

Her phone chimed almost instantly.

Victor replied right away:

*Someone's in a good mood today.*

smile played

himself The Global Project got funded, and I got

gone down at The Vaughan

come to rely on him, step by step. But this

think dinner is enough of a thank

considering it. With Victor's help, she'd secured thirty percent of

about two dinners,

two dinners are at your place, you've got a

Isadora read the words "at your place," her

he really just talking about dinner? Or was

drink of ice water, hoping the

place is tiny-hardly fit for someone of

Victor replied almost immediately:

it's private enough for us to

rushed to

"business" mean what she thought

This

thudded so loudly she was glad the office was empty. Otherwise, anyone passing by would think

Isadora: *!!!*

could just picture her on the other

glinting in his

we could have dinner in peace.

was both furious and

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