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."

her lip, eyes burning, but forced herself to

a shaky breath. "I know the rules of the game, Mr. Fitzgerald. You don't need to

whispering against her ear with the intimacy of a devoted lover, his

break up, it'll be on

body betrayed her, shivering

Because I have

Victor let go of her hand

handle and flung the car door

her, his deep, velvet

at Summit Crest Estates tonight. Don't make me

car door slammed shut, cutting

beside the limited-edition Rolls-Royce,

hair across her face. Somewhere in her eyes, a single crystal

*

took the elevator up to Seafarer Designs, Rowena had already returned,

left

fidgeting, her gaze darting everywhere

she'd just come through

that unlucky fiancée of Magnus, but it's

been caught eavesdropping and blurted out in a

Isadora. I promise,

at the sound, "What

had already composed herself

nothing. How did

Rowena slumped even lower.

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