Chapter 278

The voice was cold-so cold, it seemed to carry no trace of warmth at all.

Yet Victor recognized it instantly. It was Isadora's voice.

Hearing this, Victor's expression barely changed, save for a slight darkening of his features. But Deanna noticed the way his hand, clutching the small recorder, turned white-knuckled. Slowly, a faint, grim smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Her precious grandson, Victor, had grown up at the very top of the world.

From childhood, he'd been raised under the Fitzgerald family's unyielding standards for an heir: ruthless, decisive, relentlessly logical. That cold-blooded resolve, that calculating mind, and—deeper still-a bone-deep detachment from emotion... These were the qualities Dorian and Deanna once took the most pride in.

Only with such traits could he be a worthy successor to the Fitzgerald name, the only one capable of leading the family's empire into its next century.

Deanna had never imagined a woman could threaten all of that.

And she would never allow it.

"Victor, money means nothing to us. But I won't tolerate anyone deceiving you or hurting you. That woman doesn't love you. She's only using you to climb higher."

The heavy silence in the grand hall stretched on, oppressive and thick.

jaw clenched so tightly it

crystal chandeliers, his shadow stretched long and severe

hurled the recorder to the ground. Without a word, he turned and strode out,

*

Vaughan Manor.

past two days, Isadora hadn't gone back to Summit Crest Estates

had cleared out every last trace

was already making plans to sell the place

too, had changed-subtly, but unmistakably-since everything

gazing at Isadora with a gentle, moonlit warmth in her eyes.

as long as I get to live with you,

only Isadora and Eleanor lived at Vaughan Manor. The household staff

felt quieter, but warmer,

was as if Isadora had stepped into the kind of family life she'd always longed for. The comfort she felt wasn't overwhelming, but it seeped in slowly-like lost childhood affection finally returning to fill all the empty

the changes in the Vaughan

their lives, frightened and utterly adrift. Now, she was truly

she remembered a phone call from that

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