Chapter 151

Victor had never been one to play by the rules.

The Fitzgeralds died young, and Dorian raised him with the kind of elite education reserved for heirs to the Fitzgerald Group. It shaped Victor into someone fierce, arrogant, and utterly cold-blooded.

If it hadn't been for that little girl years ago who somehow reached him-he would have grown up completely heartless.

Victor never pulled his punches.

Just the thought of Prescott laying a hand on Isadora made Victor want to kick the man straight into the ground.

Eleanor, watching Prescott get beaten, was so desperate she burst into tears, forgetting all about Victor's intimidating status.

"Mr. Fitzgerald, this is a family matter. Don't we have the right to discipline our own daughter? Today, Isadora pushed Pearl out the window. As their mother, I have every right to handle this fairly."

Victor glanced at Prescott, whose face was now a mess, and finally let him go.

He stood, grabbed a towel from the side table, and wiped his hands with slow, deliberate care—every motion elegant, almost regal.

It was as if the brutal man from a moment ago had vanished, replaced by someone impossibly refined.

look at Eleanor. "Are you sure Isadora did it?" Isadora paused for a few seconds, her face falling.

still icy, but when he looked at her, his gaze softened,

pushed. If she ends up hurt, I'll handle it. But if you get hurt- who's going to pay

in the room:

kind of twisted logic was

fainted at his

background, but Isadora and Pearl are my daughters—this is my family's business. Aren't you the least bit worried that throwing your weight around like this will make you

at Isadora's tense face, an amused

She'll probably brood about this all night and give me hell for it later. Let's just settle

at him,

if she'd make a

cameras in the bedrooms at Vaughan Manor, only in the halls. The staff already showed me the footage. Pearl went into the room first, then

"Is that so?"

out his phone. "Get me the rooftop

Tower stood right across from the old Vaughan family

if a cold hand had

if the cameras from across the street caught something, it

gnawed at

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