Chapter 197

Kemp shoved Elise and Gideon unceremoniously into the center of the living

room.

Elise landed hard, half-kneeling on the polished hardwood floor.

Her gaze followed the long legs clad in tailored black suit pants, up to a sharply handsome face-chiseled features, cold eyes.

Mr. Fitzgerald?

Elise's bravado evaporated. Anxiety twisted in her chest, and her lips trembled as she tried to speak.

"Mr. Fitzgerald? Why... why are you here?"

Victor lounged lazily on the couch, idly flicking a lighter between his slender fingers, his tone offhand and dangerous.

"That depends, Ms. Harrison. Tell me what exactly have you done to bring me here?"

Elise went pale, forcing herself to sound calm. "I... I don't know what you're talking about."

Victor glanced at his watch, voice clipped and icy. "You've got fifteen seconds. Don't waste my time."

the infamous Mr. Fitzgerald of Capitolion, but he'd heard plenty

Gideon stepped forward,

to offend you. I don't understand why you're barging in here and throwing

his gaze slicing

eyes sent a

His voice was frigid.

Elise's composure finally cracked.

this was

tumbling out. "No, Mr. Fitzgerald, it wasn't me. I was

tightened,

Solstrand's top surgeons. We both have a strong sense of ethics. There's no way we'd do something so vile." Victor let out a low, mocking laugh, the corner of his mouth curling in contempt. "Funny. Two people with

hands twisted together so tightly her knuckles went

deny involvement in the kidnapping until her

and Gideon had done just now-Victor knew

found out, she'd lose

jerked his chin toward Kemp. Kemp nodded

men in black dragged

mouths. The two looked like they'd been beaten nearly beyond recognition-faces swollen and bruised, clothes

speak, burst into panicked tears at the

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