Chapter 271

Back at Summit Crest Estates.

Pudding was there, too.

The moment the front door opened, the golden retriever came bounding out, barking excitedly, tail wagging like crazy as he circled Isadora again and again.

A housekeeper came by each day to feed him and take him out for walks, but it wasn't the same as having his people home.

Isadora had been run ragged lately-her days filled with learning the ropes at The Vaughan Group, her nights spent at Vaughan Manor, keeping Eleanor company.

Seeing Pudding now, a wave of guilt washed over her.

She crouched down and ran her hands through his soft, snowy fur, pressing her forehead gently against his.

"I'm sorry, Pudding. I've been so busy these days, I haven't given you nearly enough attention."

Victor was leaning against the kitchen counter, a glass of water in hand, watching the scene with his dark eyes. He let out a low, ambiguous hum.

"Funny. I don't hear you apologizing to me."

puzzled.

was out of town for work, and you barely spared

of guilt. She avoided his eyes, focusing on Pudding as she smoothed the dog's ears, muttering, "Pudding, do you think your

Woof, woof, woof!

barked loudly, as if in agreement. Not only petty,

by her furry ally. "See?

at her little show of bravado and gave a soft, almost amused

toward her bedroom to change

trotting along behind her, tail wagging as

of amusement flickering in his eyes as he

scamper into the bedroom after Isadora, Victor took a long step and

"Not so fast, buddy. You're

barking indignantly. "But I

ground, unbothered. "Sorry, but

barked, jumping up

bit embarrassed. "And I'm your dad, so you have

shawl, the delicate straps of her camisole resting on her pale shoulders, the fitted black dress

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