Chapter 401

Deanna lounged at the head of the table, reclining comfortably in her chair with a smug, self-satisfied smile on her face.

Her narrow eyes narrowed even further, glinting with a venomous cunning-like a viper fixated on its prey, she stared daggers at Isadora Vaughan.

Deanna loathed Isadora.

If not for her, none of this would have happened. Her relationship with Victor Fitzgerald-once so close-had become strained beyond repair.

Once, she merely wanted Isadora to stay far away from Victor.

Now, she wished the woman would drop dead.

She didn't even care about the child Isadora was carrying anymore.

Isadora, you'll learn soon enough: you'll never marry into the Fitzgerald family. Over my dead body.

Isadora could feel Deanna's icy gaze boring into her, cold enough to chill her to the bone. She looked up and locked eyes with Deanna, refusing to back down.

mocking smile curled

still the same gullible girl she could toy

through Victor's arm, her dark, expressive eyes turning up to him with a feigned pout. "Honey, breakfast is so exhausting with all this drama. Honestly, your uncle and aunt-barging in first thing in the morning and running their mouths

as he glanced at her. After a moment, he placed his

was a clear sign: he was taking

Kathie Black all looked stricken,

you just say, you insolent woman? Haven't your parents taught you anything about respect? When elders are speaking, do you really think it's

family, and soon I'll be Mrs. Fitzgerald, in name

thought you were at least well-bred, but you're nothing but a disgrace! If not for Victor, you wouldn't even deserve

whip, sharp and cold as winter frost. His gaze sliced toward

his hand

unyielding. "That makes her the lady of the Fitzgerald family. If you can't show her respect, then you're no longer welcome here. Don't set foot in this house

smack, Deanna slammed her palm down

uncle and aunt this way? Are you really going to turn your back on your own

icy, his words

shot Isadora a look so sharp it could

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