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."

genuinely puzzled. "Why

of town for work, and you barely spared

Pudding as

Woof, woof, woof!

Not only petty, but jealous too—and always

emboldened by her furry ally. "See? Even Pudding

show of bravado and gave a

her bedroom to change

her, tail wagging as

hint of amusement flickering in his eyes as he set down his glass and sauntered after

Pudding was about to scamper into the bedroom after Isadora, Victor

clicked his tongue. "Not so fast, buddy. You're

"But I want

unbothered. "Sorry, but she's only

mom!" Pudding barked, jumping up in protest,

embarrassed. "And I'm your dad,

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

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