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.

even raised his

couldn't wait to distance

her to be careful behind

things had turned

about

how cold he'd felt the moment he got her call

crashed over him, relentless as a tidal wave, leaving him struggling to

how many red lights he'd

saw her, safe and sound in the car,

soft sigh. "Why are you crying? I wasn't the one who

together in

not crying. What makes you

might be a little red, but there

This? This was nothing.

far worse growing

smile. He

small and

can see it with both eyes. At this rate, anyone would think I'm the bad guy here." Isadora

gently, "Miss Vaughan, you want 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

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