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

she couldn't wait

remind her

things had

about next

he'd felt the moment he got

time, fear and worry had crashed over him, relentless as a

couldn't even remember how many red lights he'd run on his

and sound in the car, did that knife-edge tension finally

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

together in

crying. What makes you think I'm

red, but there were

This? This was nothing.

through far worse growing

into a wry smile. He reached over and gently

and delicate-cool to the

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

of fondness. He coaxed gently, "Miss Vaughan, you want eighty million in investment? I'll wire it over right now. You want the contract for M

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