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.

smile

Deanna really think she was still the same gullible girl she

"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

glanced at her. After a moment, he placed his large hand over hers, giving her a

a clear sign: he was taking

Isadora's words, Deanna, Virgil Black, and Kathie Black all looked stricken,

himself. "What did 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

replied, calm and composed, "Respect? I'm carrying the first grandson of the Fitzgerald family, and soon I'll be Mrs. Fitzgerald, in name and in

heaving with fury. He jabbed a finger at Isadora's face. "I thought you were at least well-bred, but you're nothing but a disgrace! If not for Victor,

as winter frost. His gaze sliced toward Virgil's outstretched hand,

jerked his hand

my wife," Victor continued, his voice low but unyielding. "That makes her the lady of the Fitzgerald family. If you can't show her respect, then

smack, Deanna slammed

you really

smile flickering on his lips. His tone was icy, his words heavy with warning. "Anyone who mistreats my wife, I don't

a look so sharp it could have killed her on

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