Chapter 297

Isadora couldn't help but raise her voice in protest.

"Mr. Fitzgerald, you're the one who bought all this stuff!"

Victor let out a low, dismissive chuckle. "It was pretty expensive. Make sure you leave me the bill."

"Victor!" Isadora called his name, exasperation slipping into her tone.

She stood up, jaw clenched.

"Fine. I'll go pack it up myself, and we'll settle up later."

She hung up.

Isadora pulled off her pajamas and changed into a plain white tee and a pair of jeans, tossing a mid-length brown coat over her shoulders a look that was crisp and no-nonsense.

She hailed a cab and headed straight for Summit Crest Estates.

Half an hour later,

She stepped out of the taxi and took the elevator up to the 66th floor.

The elevator chimed softly as the doors slid open.

Isadora walked out slowly.

Every chandelier in the living room blazed with warm, golden light.

Beyond the enormous floor-to-ceiling windows, the city's neon lights shimmered

scattered stars, their reflections dancing across

penthouse was so vast, it

stood at

of heavy

Step by step-

looked up to see a tall, broad-shouldered man emerge from one

dressed exactly as he'd been at

hand-tailored Italian black

setting had

severity he'd worn all day had

straight to

of whiskey from the shelf, uncorked it, and poured himself a generous

swift motion, the sound of his throat working strangely alluring in the quiet room. His dark eyes fixed unflinchingly on Isadora where she

silence, she

here to

faint, mocking smile flickered across Victor's lips. "What, do you need an invitation to come

bit back

"Right. Sorry to intrude."

she

as she'd left it

devoid of any sign of life, still bore traces of the life they'd

that she'd actually lived

the storage room and grabbed a cardboard

bedroom, tossing in anything she'd ever used-whether valuable

her from where he stood, expression unreadable, eyes trailing over the slim line

brisk efficiency, showing

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