Chapter 152

Isadora: ".

Even now, in a moment like this, this man still couldn't resist making light of things.

All the tangled, overwhelming emotions that had been crashing over Isadora's heart seemed to scatter in an instant. In their place rose a sudden, inexplicable wave of embarrassment. The heavy, suffocating weight she'd been carrying felt a bit lighter, soothed by the flush of shame that crept up inside her.

Just then, two technicians dressed head-to-toe in black appeared, each hauling a professional-grade video camera.

"Mr. Fitzgerald, here's the footage you requested. It's all copied onto this device," one of them said.

Victor took the small device, his gaze unreadable. He tapped the screen, scrolling through the clips with long, elegant fingers.

Everyone nearby held their breath, watching his every move in tense silence.

Suddenly, Victor's hand paused. He arched a brow, then handed the device back to the technician with a simple command. "Play this section for everyone."

from inside the Vaughan family's manor-inside the bedroom,

camera so that its footage was projected onto the white

screen.

video flickered to

physical pain in her body was nothing compared to

tried to comfort her. "Don't be scared, sweetheart. I believe you.

clung desperately to Eleanor's dress, her eyes wide and trembling. She stammered, "Mom... let's not... let's not

she could finish, a cold,

to be utterly ruined." On the video, Pearl appeared

entire room stared in shock, transfixed by the clarity of

movement, but every word, leaving no doubt

was what the infamous Mr. Fitzgerald had done-pulled in military-grade surveillance just to put on this little

staring

you lied to

life had Pearl seen her mother look at her with such icy eyes-no warmth, no recognition, as

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