Chapter 407

The moment those words left his lips, every head in the studio turned.

All eyes landed on a strikingly handsome man, dressed in a charcoal-gray suit with a dark tie-formal, elegant, and effortlessly commanding. On anyone else, the look might have seemed stiff, but on him, it radiated casual confidence and unmistakable authority.

From the instant he walked in, every gesture drew the room's attention. Even the cameras and spotlights seemed to chase after him, leaving everyone else in the audience to fade into the background.

There was something about him—an air of superiority that made it clear to everyone: this man wasn't ordinary.

And indeed, he wasn't.

Onstage, the host Nicol's earpiece crackled with a sudden message from the producers.

"Victor Fitzgerald is here! Don't waste this chance!"

Nicol, known as the top interviewer in the business, actually shivered at the news.

He whispered urgently into his mic, "Wait-THE Victor Fitzgerald? Heir to the Fitzgerald Group? What on earth is he doing here?"

classic love triangle. If you play your cards right, Nicol, your ratings are

thrill

audience tonight! Please

erupted in shouts and applause as they realized the city's most eligible billionaire

live broadcast viewership soared-from nine million to thirty million in

stage, Isadora caught sight of Victor and froze, momentarily stunned. She had no idea why he was here or why he'd chosen

his eyes clouding as

buzzed in

to see Victor Fitzgerald-the heir to

regular talk show? This is

Even in a simple suit, you can

he

to ask him about

feelings? Oh man, are we about to

Terrell's child.

I were pregnant and Victor Fitzgerald showed up for

strode confidently onto the stage, his long legs eating up the distance, moving as if the spotlights

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