Chapter 245

Isadora could hear the mockery in Victor's tone.

She bit her lower lip, her voice quiet as she spoke. "When I first met Rowena, I hadn't even been reunited with the Vaughan family yet. Back then, I loved painting, and it was Rowena who asked her mentor to include me in lessons."

"I had to work part-time jobs to get by, and Rowena was always worried I'd fall behind. She'd find all sorts of excuses to buy my hours so I wouldn't have to work as much."

"A lot of our classmates would whisper behind my back, saying I was only trying to get close to her. But Rowena always stood up for me, always defended me from their gossip."

As Isadora spoke, wave after wave of old memories came rushing back.

Rowena really had helped her so much back then.

She was one of the few people who'd ever shown her real warmth.

Isadora had always been someone to see the world in black and white.

If someone was kind to her, she'd repay them threefold.

crossed her, she wouldn't

was

the trees outside, painting shifting shadows across his sharp features. With his long, dark lashes, it was

faint as she said, "You've always had everything-born with a silver spoon, never had to worry where your

flicked his eyes toward her,

smirk, he reached over and pinched her cheek, teasing, "Did I say I wouldn't help you? Is that why

either," she shot back. "And from the way you were talking, it sounded like you thought

the steering wheel with his fingers. "To be honest, it *is* a waste. Why pour money into a failing design studio when you

Isadora, investing isn't just about the project, it's about the person. If you know why you're

in Isadora's

analyzing the situation

of mischief. "So if you want

Isadora's lashes fluttered.

A higher interest rate?

wealth, there wasn't a single person in Capitolion richer than Victor. And she

she really had was

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