NovelXXXChapter 316 Isadora was in a foul mood.
Seriously, what danger could possibly lurk in the couple hundred yards between the apartment complex gate and her front door? She ignored Victor, striding ahead on her own.
Hands shoved in his pockets, Victor followed at an unhurried pace, watching the hem of her dress flick up in a neat little arc with every step.
They reached her door.
Isadora quickly fished out her keys, unlocked the door, and braced herself in the doorway, blocking his entry. "We're hnow. You can go." Victor lifted his gaze lazily, his eyes settling on her hand clenched tight against the door-guarded, as if she expected trouble. He gave a cold, mocking smile.
"What's the matter? Is someone inside you don't wantto see?" It hit Isadora, just then, that everything she'd said to him tonight-all the serious, heartfelt words—had been for nothing.
He hadn't listened to a single word.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHer face hardened. "Victor, letsay this one more time. The baby is *mine*. I'll raise it on my own." With that, she slammed the door in his face.
Bang! Victor stared at the closed smart door, and couldn't help but let out a half-angry, half-amused chuckle.
He wondered what on earth this woman had been eating lately-her attitude had gotten sharper, her backbone stiffer.
She was the one who first talked about getting rid of the baby. Now she wanted to keep it and claimed she could handle it alone.
Women. Did they really make decisions like this on a whim? Right then, his phone buzzed.
He glanced at the screen and answered.
On the other end, Finley's voice cthrough, light and teasing. "Hey, Prince Charming, how did it go tonight? Did you finally win over our dear Isadora?" Victor shot a look at the tightly shut door and replied offhandedly, "When did you start working for the secret service?" Finley gave a sheepish laugh.
Typical Victor-never one to share much.
Still, judging from Mr. Fitzgerald's tone, it didn't sound like things had gone his way.
"I've got a little gathering going on," Finley offered. "Why not cout for a drink or two? Maybe my genius can help you sort things out." * Aurora Bar was one of the biggest hotspots in Capitolion.
When Victor walked into the private lounge, the crowd parted instinctively, greeting him with a respectful, "Evening, sir." His handsface remained impassive as he made his way to the plush sofa at the back of the room. Finley, sprawled nearby, jerked his chin at the women beside him, silently encouraging them to go enjoy themselves elsewhere.
Victor picked up a glass from the table.
A waiter immediately poured him a generous measure of whiskey.
In the swirling, multicolored lights, the liquor glowed a rich, golden amber.
Victor tossed it back in one go. The sharp, fiery burn hit his chest, making his eyes darken as he let out a bitter smile.
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"Women really are impossible to figure out. She wants to keep then baby and cut the father out of the pleture. Who even thinks of something like that?" Finley raised an eyebrow, though he could relate.
It wasn't just the Fitzgeralds who cared about pedigree and reputation-his own family, the Pembrokes, were just as strict about these things.
If he ever got sgirl pregnant by accident, Mrs. Pembroke wouldm either insist on keeping the baby and ditching the mother, or-more likely never let the child be born at all. The thought made Finley curious. "Don't tellyou actually want to marry her? I bet your grandmother would be the first to put a stop to that." Victor's gaze grew thoughtful.
Isadora had asked him the squestion earlier.
He hesitated-not because he didn't want to, but because he was afraid of what might happen to Isadora.
If she married him, becoming Mrs. Fitzgerald, she'd be signing up for a life of scrutiny and pressure.
But there was no way he'd let his own child exist out there in the world, unacknowledged and alone. Victor fixed Finley with a brooding stare. "If you were me, what would you do?"
Finley gave a careless laugh. "Me? My motto is live free and easy. Kids and women just slow you down. If sgirl ended up pregnant, I'd pay her and make sure it was taken care of." Victor snorted. "Remindnever to ask you for advice again."
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