Chapter 119

"I'm sorry, Isadora. I know you're only saying these harsh things to me because you're jealous, but this is between us-can't we talk it out privately? I'll do whatever you want."

Isadora couldn't help but scoff inwardly.

Elise was a master at twisting the truth, always playing the victim. With her delicate, tear-streaked face, there was hardly a man alive who could resist her

sob story.

Annoyance pricked at Isadora-she worried Victor might actually buy into Elise's lies. She stood up, instinctively wanting to explain herself to him.

But before she could say a word, Victor's voice cut cold through the tension.

"Please. I'm not Magnus. That act doesn't work on me."

His eyes, fixed on Elise, held not a trace of sympathy-only an icy indifference. Elise flushed bright red at his words.

She hadn't expected Victor to be so utterly unmoved, so immune to her charms. Even her best tricks were useless against him.

tried

stepped past her, grabbed a napkin from the table, and gently took Isadora's hand, dabbing away the water that had splashed

he looked down, his voice low and faintly anxious.

The heat from his touch seemed

she murmured, barely above a

scene unfold, rubbing her eyes as

subtle threat. "Good thing my girlfriend says she's fine. Otherwise,

"girlfriend" sent a

Victor's girlfriend

Victor-the heir to the Fitzgerald family-even look twice at someone like Isadora? What on earth did she have that Elise

again. "Does

hovering nervously nearby. After all, only the city's elite could even

the commotion at the window table, the manager hesitated

Victor speak, he couldn't stay silent any longer-not when the Fitzgeralds owned

I'll take care of it

code of conduct. From this moment forward, you are

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