"You're not drinking? What, you think you're too good for your uncle now?"

Victor's face darkened, the veins on the back of his hand standing out sharply, but his tone was deceptively calm. "So what is it? Are you thinking about messing with the Fitzgerald bloodline now?"

Farrar met Victor's cold, unreadable gaze, and a cruel glint flickered in his eyes. The tension in the private room shot up, the air thick with hostility-like the calm before a storm.

Isadora broke the silence with a polite smile, refusing graciously. “Uncle, I'm pregnant. I really can't drink tonight, it's not that I mean any disrespect. Please, forgive me."

At her words, Farrar's expression finally softened. He slapped his forehead, as if only just remembering. "Oh, I'm getting old and forgetful. Didn't realize you're expecting. Don't mind me, all right?"

Victor shot Isadora a look, his voice low and commanding. "Let's go."

Isadora glanced at him, then took Nanette's hand and quickly led her out of the

room.

Once outside, Nanette's nerves finally betrayed her. "That didn't feel like a family dinner," she muttered. "It was more like a mafia negotiation. Did you see how many bodyguards were in there?"

She turned to Isadora, her voice still shaky. "Who was that guy? The way he looked at people-so cold and vicious. When you refused the drink, I thought he might actually attack."

"That was Victor's uncle," Isadora said evenly.

"Uncle? He seems downright unhinged."

hurried toward them, bowing respectfully. "Ma'am, Mr. Fitzgerald asked

take Isadora

"Is Victor busy with something

answered honestly. "Mr. Fitzgerald can't leave tonight, ma'am. He asks you to trust him he would

nodded. "Alright. I won't make things

*

night, Nanette stayed over at Laurel

them lay side by side in bed. Nanette pieced together what Isadora told her, finally

Farrar's the

the minute I saw him. The way he looked at people—so cold-blooded, almost predatory. Just

Isadora, no matter what Victor's reasons

just

waited for

heard

Turning her

saw Isadora

her face pale as

upright. "Isadora, what's wrong? Don't

abdomen. "I

covers and saw a large wet spot on the sheets.

water

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