Chapter 127

Nanette watched Isadora with a knowing glint in her eye, taking in her friend's soft smile and the gentle curve of her brows.

She clicked her tongue. "Alright, spill it. Who's got your heart this time?"

Isadora paused, halfway through unwrapping a gift box.

"Come on, just because I'm giving someone a present doesn't mean I'm in love with them. Isn't that a bit much?"

The luxury watch had caught her eye in a magazine; it seemed to suit Victor's style perfectly. When she heard it would be up for auction at Northmarch, and that Nanette was filming nearby, she'd asked her friend to bid on it for her.

Nanette scoffed. "Maybe that's true for others, but you? Please. Back when you were dating that jerk, I was basically your wingwoman."

A faint blush crept across Isadora's cheeks.

"I just wanted to thank someone, that's all."

Nanette reached for her coffee on the table and took a sip.

"Look, I'm your best friend, not your rival. Why are you being so secretive with me?"

to say something now only to have

"It's... Victor."

"Wait.

nodded, a bit

happiness and worry. On the one hand, she was glad Isadora was opening herself up to love again. But on

in it for the fun, then by all means, enjoy yourself. Honestly, if you get to sleep with someone like

clutching the gift box a little tighter, though she didn't sound convinced. At least... she hoped

better hope so. You're nothing like me I know how to

help but laugh. "So

forest is. Why would

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had planned to give Victor his gift right away. But after Nanette's words of

home, Isadora absentmindedly switched on the car radio, hoping some music might break the

a familiar male voice crackled through

still on the

must have

of the Fitzgerald Group. That easy confidence, the lazy warmth in his tone-it

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