Chapter 427

Victor's eyes were dark and unreadable-a pair of sharp, obsidian irises that lingered on Isadora's radiant face, studying her every delicate feature with unwavering intensity.

For a long moment, he said nothing. The silence stretched between them, thick

and heavy.

Isadora's heart fluttered anxiously in her chest. She nervously twisted her fingers, unsure what to expect.

Then, Victor spoke—each word slow and deliberate, as if sealing a vow: "I could never be angry with you. Not ever."

His tone was so sincere, so solemn, that it sounded like a promise spoken beneath stained glass.

Isadora felt her eyes sting with sudden emotion. She quickly pressed her forehead to Victor's chest, hiding her face so he wouldn't see the tears brimming

in her eyes.

Against her ear, his steady heartbeat pulsed strong and unwavering, the sound echoing all the way to her own chest-a deep, grounding rhythm that made her feel both safe and weak at the knees.

After a while, Isadora finally managed to collect herself. Her voice was thick with emotion as she sniffled, "I don't even have a dress for the party tonight."

Victor had expected her to say something sweet, maybe even a little grateful for his words. He hadn't anticipated such an abrupt shift to party attire.

This woman... truly had a knack for spoiling the mood.

and that meant

"Just wait. Tonight, you'll be the most beautiful woman in

once again reminded of

casting a golden sheen over the lavish space. Servants moved carefully, maneuvering rows of garment racks laden with

beauty. Off to the side, a collection of priceless jewelry sparkled-diamond necklaces glinting with icy fire, pearl earrings

as if the entire room

turns slipping into bespoke designer gowns, strutting a slow circle

wrapped comfortably around Isadora's waist. He raised

a new,

stunning, each more elegant

Finally, she just pointed to

retrieving the gown she'd indicated and presenting it

a white gown with

and a daringly

behind her like

shimmering as

caught the light.

hadn't realized that her casual choice would

expression turning oddly tense. "Are

help but tease him. "You don't

Vightened, his tongue

his teeth in silent After a moment,

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