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

she acted like she couldn't

meant to remind her to be careful behind the

time, things had

about next

felt the moment he

the first time, fear and worry had crashed over him,

how many red lights he'd

he saw her, safe and sound in the car, did that knife-edge tension

you crying? I

lips pressed together in stubborn

makes you think

eyes might be a little red, but there were no tears-she wouldn't

This? This was nothing.

through far worse growing

quirked into a wry smile. He reached over

ears were small and

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

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

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