Chapter 342

Rowena scrolled through her phone until she found an old photo of Isadora, then handed it over.

Preston squinted, a flicker of greed flashing in his eyes. "She's actually prettier

than you."

A glint of malice danced in Rowena's gaze-she knew she had him now. "I can get her for you, if you want. All yours."

*

After leaving Verdant Pavilion, Victor drove straight to the Vaughan family's estate.

A bright yellow Lamborghini idled a short distance from the grand front gates.

Victor lounged lazily in the driver's seat, eyeing the illuminated house. He pulled out his phone and dialed a number.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

The line was busy.

No answer.

Victor fired off a text.

A red exclamation mark appeared immediately.

"Message sent, but the recipient has blocked you."

a

had gone

steering wheel with his long, elegant fingers, then called

voice deferential. "Mr. Fitzgerald, what can I

"Call Isadora for me."

"Sorry?"

me to

on-his boss had

take care

later, Kemp

in bed, frowned at the unfamiliar number.

hesitation-worried the call might wake Eleanor-she

Fitzgerald is outside your house. He says if you don't come out,

Isadora: ...

walked to the window,

the gate, sat that obnoxiously flashy yellow

Just like its owner.

on her feet, a white nightgown under a

grabbed his tailored suit jacket

draped the

for her, making her

you cold? You came

was blank. "Say what you

out a soft laugh, teasing, "Someone's in a mood tonight.

she wasn't in the

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