Chapter 205

Victor's chiseled features were as expressionless as ever; his lips curled in the faintest hint of a smile. "You'll have to wait until the next life for that," he said coolly.

Deanna's smile was warm, almost indulgent. “But isn't your fiancée, Gemma Lennox from LS Capital Holdings, about to graduate? Maybe it'll happen as soon as next year."

Victor's eyes narrowed, cold and sharp. "You mean the one who's barely out of diapers?"

"Watch your mouth," Deanna chided gently, stepping forward to pat her grandson's shoulder.

He gave a low, mocking chuckle. "Am I wrong? When you all made that verbal agreement, how old were we? My only memory of her is as a kid still clutching a bottle."

Deanna felt a little dizzy listening to him. She knew Victor had never really acknowledged the engagement-and now certainly wasn't the time to push it. This would take patience.

For now, the most important thing was to clear out the scheming women hovering around her grandson.

is ready. Would you please come

gleamed under the chandelier, set with immaculate silverware and sparkling glasses. Dorian Fitzgerald hadn't returned yet, so Deanna took the seat at the head of the table, with Victor sitting directly opposite

been standing off to the side sneaking glances at Victor, hesitated before finally moving to

to spoons, all in perfect

it on a

she said. "It's fresh Alaskan king crab, flown

Victor picked up his fork and swept the crab from his bowl back onto the table with a clatter. His voice was calm,

a slight nod to a nearby server, who instantly brought him a fresh bowl of rice and set

around her fork

remember you ever being allergic to crab

not the little boy you used to know. There's a lot you

liked coming back home, but today the chill in

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