Chapter 406

Victor lifted his gaze coolly, casting Rankin a sideways glance. His tone was casual, almost bored. "Are you trying to teach me how to do my job now?"

The chill in Victor's eyes sent a shiver crawling up Rankin's spine, goosebumps prickling across his skin.

He dropped his head, voice barely above a whisper. "Mr. Fitzgerald, I... that's not what I meant. It's just... this is a really big deal."

Suddenly, Victor's phone buzzed on the table, breaking the tension.

He shot Rankin another icy look before picking up the phone.

A message from Finley Pembroke—he'd sent a live interview clip.

Victor tapped it open, and his brows immediately knit together in a deep frown.

Without another word, he stood up, all patience from their earlier conversation gone. His orders came swift and cold.

"In thirty minutes, I want a statement on The Fitzgerald Group's website announcing my wedding date with Isadora. If not, the only announcement will be your resignation."

He grabbed his suit jacket from the back of his chair and strode out, not sparing Rankin a second glance.

Rankin stood frozen, staring helplessly at Victor's retreating figure, his heart sinking.

*

Pulse News studio.

with calm, measured steps, his presence steady

filling the auditorium, the energy

gaze gentle as he looked at Isadora, affection

almost like leads

over to whisper,

"I was just worried about your interview today, so I came to watch. I didn't

could only sigh in

even know who to blame at

up the rumors

Nicol, steer the conversation,

to his

the building-it was all part

Pulse

thrived on ratings

with little concern for

verget

their guests

set the

grinned at the cameras, pressing

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