Chapter 265

Isadora heard his voice, and for reasons she couldn't quite explain, a sharp ache rose in her chest.

She sniffed quietly, determined not to let him notice.

"I just saw the news. How's your company holding up?"

Victor leaned back in his seat, rubbing his brow. He'd been in meetings all day, but the moment he saw her call, he called her right back.

"It's fine," he replied calmly. "I just need to take a last-minute business trip to Europe."

The factory fire in Europe wasn't an accident-Farrar Fitzgerald had learned about his grandfather's illness and deliberately caused trouble. It was a tricky situation and would take some time to resolve.

Isadora hugged her knees, her voice small. "Is it serious?"

I'm sorry. I wish I could help, but there's nothing I can do.

quiet laugh. "Is that concern I hear? Come on, say

Isadora wasn't in the mood for jokes. She spoke each word slowly, sincerely. "I hope you're

a flicker of emotion crossing his face. Isadora

told me why'd you reach out

want to trouble him further, not now. "No

"Clingy, aren't you?"

lips.

*

Victor that evening. Instead,

Fitzgerald Manor.

a while since Isadora last stepped inside. The place hadn't

was as imposing, solemn, and ancient as ever. Just walking through the grand entrance filled her with quiet dread

sofa, sipping tea. Isadora was led in by the butler

unreadable, her sharp eyes sweeping over Isadora with an air of authority. Her voice was low and

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