Chapter 288

The man's name echoed suddenly in her ear.

Isadora's heart clenched painfully as thoughts of her pregnancy flashed through her mind.

"Tonight's the Capitolion Charity Gala," Nanette said breathlessly. "Victor was invited as the guest of honor, and guess who's clinging to his arm? None other than Laverne—the Oscar-winning actress everyone's obsessed with right now."

"Isadora, isn't he still your boyfriend? How can he be so shameless, parading another woman around for everyone to see? The whole room is gossiping about how perfect they look together. It's infuriating!"

Isadora just stood there, stunned.

Without another word, Nanette grabbed her hand and pulled her inside.

The ballroom was buzzing with chatter and laughter.

Waiters wove through the crowd, balancing trays of cocktails.

Onstage, the charity auction was already in full swing, the bidding lively and relentless.

From the moment she stepped in, Isadora spotted him-sitting in the prime spot closest to the stage.

was surrounded by distinguished men, every one of them exuding wealth and influence, with glamorous actresses

Isadora's eyes went straight

so sharply

been carved by a master sculptor-bold brows, piercing

seat of honor, shoulders broad beneath a tailored tuxedo, a luxurious bow tie at his throat. The crisp lines of his jacket narrowed at the waist, and his long legs stretched

easily outshone even the glittering lights

had been

hadn't even crossed paths with him

caught off guard,

too long, because suddenly Victor's indifferent eyes swept over the crowd and

only a second-his gaze brushed past

he hadn't even registered that

say what she

she knew was that the darkness in his eyes seemed

himself felt distant,

tugged her

him is Laverne, this year's Oscar winner. Look at her-she's practically glued to

glanced over and noticed how pale

up for

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