Chapter 210

Hearing those words, Isadora let out a cold laugh inside.

All this time, she had thought Victor felt something different for her.

Maybe he didn't love her. But perhaps, she'd hoped, he liked her at least a little.

So it turned out, everything he'd done for her lately was simply because it pleased him.

To him, she had always been just a game.

Of course. Wasn't that how she'd seen it at the start, too?

So why had she let herself get caught up in it?

Isadora turned her face away, a bitter ache rising in her chest until it stung behind

her eyes.

"What's wrong? Having second thoughts?"

Victor was angry-furious at how she always seemed to be pushing him away.

It felt like someone had stabbed a blade straight through his chest, leaving him raw and bleeding.

The more it hurt, the more he wanted her to know: She could only ever belong to him.

"Isadora, when you came to me for a spot at M Boutique, you must have known this day would come."

lip, eyes burning, but forced herself

the rules of the game, Mr. Fitzgerald. You don't

intimacy of a devoted lover, his low,

we ever break up, it'll be

betrayed

Because I

second, Victor let go of her hand

quickly grabbed the door handle and flung the car door

his deep,

at Summit Crest Estates tonight.

car

a moment beside the limited-edition Rolls-Royce, the

tossing strands of hair across her face. Somewhere in her eyes, a

*

Isadora took the elevator up to Seafarer Designs, Rowena had already returned, a sheaf of

left of her

stood by, fidgeting, her gaze darting everywhere but at

like she'd just come through

unlucky fiancée of Magnus, but it's

been caught eavesdropping

sorry, Isadora. I promise,

the sound, "What

already composed herself on her way

How did your

Rowena slumped even lower.

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