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.

realized that this was the very Mr. Victor 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

deep-set eyes-Olivia finally understood the hype. He was, annoyingly, even

of curiosity—and something

suddenly shy and sweet. Then she turned to Victor, smiling with

politely,

a fond chuckle. "Forgive her manners-everyone spoils my

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

and Victor get married, I'll make sure you receive a wedding gift worthy of the

ears pricked

Wait, what?

just started to notice

her eyes sweeping over her in open, unfiltered disdain. The animosity in her gaze

been the center of attention earlier, stealing the spotlight in

by rights, be paired with someone

lifted her head, meeting Olivia's glare with calm indifference. Sparks seemed to fly as

glowered, but Isadora simply looked

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