Chapter 430

Isadora felt a surge of emotion. Not long ago, she hadn't even laid eyes on Meade, and now here she was, addressing him as Mr. Walsh.

Of course, this "Mr. Walsh," along with all the polite smiles and eager greetings from those around her, had nothing to do with her own merits. It was all because she was about to become Mrs. Fitzgerald.

She smiled lightly. "Mr. Walsh-you have quite the memory."

A crisp, melodic voice rang out from across the room, as bright as a songbird's call: "Grandpa!"

A young woman swept into view, her royal blue dress hugging her hourglass figure. A matching set of diamonds-necklace, earrings, and bracelet-caught the light with every graceful step she took.

Olivia Walsh, just twenty, was the picture of youthful beauty. She looped her arm through Meade's, her manner at once affectionate and just a touch imperious.

Meade's eyes softened as he looked at his granddaughter, his smile deepening. "This is my granddaughter, Olivia Walsh," he said with unmistakable pride. "And this," he added, turning to Isadora, "is Victor, Dorian's grandson-CEO of the Fitzgerald Group."

The Fitzgerald family—the wealthiest in Capitolion. Isadora had heard of them, of

course.

Fitzgerald whose name had been on everyone's lips since she'd moved back home. Every society girl in town seemed obsessed with him, and honestly, she'd never understood the fuss. He was just another

person-tall, striking, with sharp, chiseled features and those deep-set eyes-Olivia finally understood the

flicker of curiosity—and

she turned to Victor, smiling with practiced charm.

nodded politely, his expression

fond chuckle. "Forgive her manners-everyone spoils my granddaughter, so she can

"I was saying, if it weren't for that loan from Legacy National Bank, our Vaughan Group's global project

nodded. "It's fate, isn't it? When you and Victor get married, I'll make

ears

Wait, what?

started

sweeping over her in open, unfiltered

earlier, stealing the spotlight in Olivia's own home. The

by rights, be paired with someone like

meeting Olivia's glare with calm indifference. Sparks seemed to fly as their eyes

but Isadora simply looked

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