Chapter 344

Ever since Eleanor had humbled herself to beg the Fitzgerald family matriarch- only to be met with humiliation—she'd seen the old woman's true colors: domineering, stubborn, and hopelessly closed-minded. Eleanor knew, even if Isadora one day actually married into that family, her life wouldn't be any better for

it.

So, Eleanor had stopped hoping.

She lowered her eyes and said quietly, "From what I know about men, he just cares about the child."

"Isadora, listen. I've been there. Men always talk sweet before marriage, but once the vows are said, things change. Look at Richard-prime example, isn't he?"

Isadora murmured an agreement.

"Since you've made up your mind, finish handling everything with The Vaughan Group as soon as possible."

Isadora pressed her lips together and nodded. "Alright."

*

Aurora Bar.

Victor strode straight to the VIP booth, tossing his coat onto the sofa without a glance. He sank into the seat with careless ease, his handsome face unreadable, long legs crossed. The expensive fabric of his dress pants was smooth and immaculate.

Finley nursed his drink, watching the stage lights flicker and sway. "What's with the last-minute invite?"

shot him a sidelong look. "Not like you to come out without a

"Found someone worth waiting for. Until I

the table, downed it in one go, and

an eyebrow. "Aren't you curious

barely lifted his gaze. "Not

rolled his eyes. "...It's

cold, sharp

wasn't going to say Isadora—I'm talking

"The actress?"

just some actress," Finley protested. "She's a star. A gorgeous

seemed uninterested, reaching for another drink. Suddenly, his hand paused.

did Victor care about the women he

and spoke seriously, "If you chase her, win

I

"Come on, man. A

once?" Finley pressed, only to get a skeptical

him a glance. "Are you even

girlfriends before, but he'd

had to stick

forever for your

be real?

so Finley

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