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

I win her over, I'm

table, downed it in

raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you

barely lifted his gaze.

rolled his eyes. "...It's

cold, sharp stare cut

wasn't going

"The actress?"

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

uninterested, reaching for another drink. Suddenly, his hand paused. “You

when did Victor care about

seriously, "If you chase her,

dump her—what am I

"Come on, man.

Finley

shot him a glance. "Are you even capable

girlfriends before, but he'd always meant it at

had to stick

for your feelings

be real?

would never get it, so Finley

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