NovelFinishChapter 378 Isadora caught a glimpse of Terrell's hand out of the corner of her eye.
She instinctively angled her body away, just a little, hoping he wouldn't notice.
Terrell's large hand hovered in the air for a moment before he slowly withdrew it. A trace of disappointment flickered across his face.
"Don't worry," he said softly. "Tomorrow's press conference will go just fine." "Thank you," Isadora replied quietly.
Terrell's gentle expression quickly returned, and he teased, "If you keep thanking me, I'll have to start charging interest." Summit Crest Estates.
Isadora made up an excuse about needing to work late at the office to prepare for tomorrow's press conference, opting not to go hto see Eleanor.
Partly, she didn't want Eleanor to worry. But mostly, she was afraid Eleanor would realize she still hadn't gotten in touch with Victor.
Being at Summit Crest Estates, she could almost feel Victor's presence lingering in the rooms.
Isadora sat curled up on the bed, arms hugging her knees as she stared out the floor-to-ceiling windows at the dazzling city lights, lost in thought.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe press conference was tomorrow.
And she still hadn't heard a word from Victor.
It wasn't so much fear of what would happen tomorrow that gnawed at her-it was worry.
Worry that something had happened to Victor.
Ever since the Fitzgerald Group's European plant had run into trouble, it was obvious that someone overseas was deliberately targeting them.
Isadora absently touched the sapphire bracelet on her wrist and murmured, "Victor, where are you?" "You still haven't askedwhat kind of wedding I want. Chand I'll tell you, alright?" Normally, the apartment never felt too big. But tonight, the silent darkness seemed to press in on her from every side, swallowing up the familiar warmth.
She tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.
After a while, Isadora finally gave up. She threw back the covers and got up.
She went to the closet, opened the door, and took out one of Victor's black dress shirts.
Returning to bed, she clutched the shirt tightly to her chest.
It was freshly laundered-no trace of his scent remained.
But somehow, holding it, her heart felt steadier.
Before she knew it, she drifted off to sleep.
The next morning.
The Vaughan Group's press conference began right on schedule.
Reporters from every major Capitolion media outlet crammed into the hall, cameras flashing and microphones everywhere.
Everyone was hoping to dig up more dirt from the latest scandal.
Belinda and Terrell stood at Isadora's side.
Belinda, as head of PR for the day, had prepared for every possible surprise.
She handed Isadora a sheet of paper-standard responses to likely questions.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"President Vaughan, today's press conference will be broadcast live. There will be plenty of pointed questions coming your way. Here are stalking points I've pu together for you. Feel free to use them." sŵ "Thank you." Isadora accepted the paper, her voice steady.
Terrell watched her closely.
Her expression was calm-impossible to tell whether she was anxious or afraid. He asked gently, "Is he here?"
Isadora tightened her grip on her phone and gave a slight shake of her head, "He won't be coming today. A flash of anger flickered in Terrell's usually kind eyes.
Where the hell was Victor? This press conference was a trap waiting to spring.
Watching Isadora walk into the lion's den alone made his chest ache, He ve wanted nothing more than to shield wal of this.
But Victor wasn't even here.
How could that man possibly deserve her love? Terrell swallowed his frustration. "Don't be afraid. I'm right here."
On stage, Belinda had barely finished her opening remarks when the room exploded into chaos reporters shouting over each other, hungry for scandal. Isadora stepped forward, unhurried, her every movement composed.
The reporters eyed her like wolves scenting blood, eager for the next headline.
Questions cat her in a relentless barrage.
"President Vaughan, are you really pregnant? Who's the father?" "Is it Preston from the Dunbar Group? Why were you having an affair with him?"
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