Chapter 383

Deanna arched an eyebrow, her expression cool and unreadable.

A flicker of greed flashed in Rowena's eyes.

"Deanna, I truly care about Vi—about Victor," Rowena pleaded, her voice trembling with hope. "If you don't mind, could you let me stay by his side? I

promise, I'll be loyal and do whatever you ask."

Before she could say more, Pattie slammed the lid of the suitcase shut with a loud

bang.

Startled, Rowena turned to Deanna in confusion.

Deanna's voice cut through the room, sharp and commanding. "Who do you think you are? You think you're qualified to bargain with me?"

Her words carried a cold, unquestionable authority.

Rowena stiffened, fear creeping into her posture.

"Deanna, I—I don't care about status... I don't need a title," she stammered.

A cold smile curled on Deanna's lips. "Don't overestimate yourself. If you keep dreaming, you'll walk away with nothing."

Rowena shrank back, the look in Deanna's eyes enough to send a chill through her.

as she whispered, "I understand. I—I won't dare to hope for

tightly, Rowena hurried away

*

jet sat on the runway, its door opening with a

emerged and descended the steps, each

was dressed head-to-toe in black, his movements

his arm bound in a stark white sling, bruises and cuts still

should go

was unreadable, cold and low. "That's not

"Find out

features.

returned from a business trip in Argentia, where Victor was handling a

first night, Farrar Fitzgerald had orchestrated

wasn't caught off guard. He'd arranged for private security in advance; otherwise, they

territory, and he hadn't held back. The attack had been brutal-Victor

day and a half unconscious

saw the

full recovery, he'd checked himself out and boarded a flight, enduring more than ten hours in the air just to get back to Capitolion. He didn't even stop

tone brooked no argument. "Since when

*

her

go home. I

his head.

refused. "That's

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