Chapter 131

Isadora had just opened her mouth to say something, but his words cut through the air, leaving her frozen in place.

It was her first car accident.

Not only that—she'd ended up face to face with a menacing, bald thug threatening her at the scene.

Now, instead of offering comfort, Victor's voice was cold, almost accusatory.

If it hadn't been for that interview, she never would have lost focus.

If she hadn't spaced out, none of this would have happened tonight.

The more she thought about it, the more the resentment-pressed down all evening-curled around her chest like creeping vines.

Her throat tightened, a faint burn rising behind her eyes.

But she pressed her teeth into her lower lip, refusing to let go.

"I know I caused you trouble today. I'm sorry, Mr. Fitzgerald. It won't happen again."

Victor's brows knit together.

hadn't even raised his

couldn't

only meant to remind her to

had

what about

remembered how cold he'd felt the moment he

him, relentless as a

how many red

in the car, did that knife-edge tension finally slip

let out a soft sigh. "Why are you crying? I

together

What makes

eyes might be a little red, but there were no tears-she

This? This was nothing.

been through far worse

mouth quirked into a wry smile. He reached

small and delicate-cool to the

eyes. At this rate, anyone would think I'm the bad guy here." Isadora glared at

eighty million in investment? I'll wire it over right now. You want the contract for M Boutique? It's yours. Where else are you going to find such a cooperative

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