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."

out a short, incredulous

Isadora really had gone

wheel with his long, elegant fingers, then called

deferential. "Mr. Fitzgerald, what

"Call Isadora for me."

"Sorry?"

need me to repeat

boss

sir. I'll take care of

Kemp dialed Isadora as

lying in bed, frowned at the unfamiliar number. She'd forgotten to block this

call might wake

He says if you don't come out, he'll just let himself

Isadora: ...

got out of bed, walked to the window, and pulled

not far from the gate, sat that obnoxiously

Just like its owner.

on her feet, a white nightgown under

frowned, grabbed his tailored suit

out, and draped the jacket

was far too big for her, making her look even

you cold? You came

expression was blank. "Say what

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

in the mood, he didn't push

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