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?"

look. "Not like you to come

someone worth waiting for. Until I win her over, I'm turning over a

in one go, and offered a rare compliment. "Didn't expect that

an eyebrow. "Aren't you curious

lifted his gaze. "Not

rolled his

didn't finish; Victor's cold, sharp stare cut him off

"Easy, man. I wasn't going to say

"The actress?"

not just some actress," Finley protested. "She's a star. A

his hand paused.

Victor care about the women

spoke seriously, "If

am I supposed to say

"Come on, man. A little biased,

for once?" Finley pressed,

"Are

few girlfriends before, but

to

forever for your

be real?

get it, so

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