NovelFinishChapter 382 "Sorry." Terrell moved in, reaching out to embrace her.
But Isadora immediately stepped back, putting a careful distance between them.
Terrell's hand hung awkwardly in the air. He couldn't hold back-his words cout sharp: "When you needed him the most, he still didn't show up. Why can't you just let him go?" Isadora looked up, meeting his gaze.
"Mr. Fawcett," she replied evenly, "even if Victor and I aren't together, I have no intention of settling for someone else just for the sake of it. That's only fair to you." "I don't mind," Terrell said, his eyes fixed on her, unwavering.
He could see right through her-see the vulnerability she tried so hard to hide behind her mask. It made his chest ache, this urge to protect her growing stronger by the second.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I don't care if you're cruel to me, Isadora. All I want is a chance." As he finished, Terrell gently rested his hand on her shoulder.
Isadora's brow furrowed.
Realizing he'd crossed a line, Terrell quickly withdrew his hand.
"I'm sorry," he said, his voice low. "I just lost my temper tonight." Isadora's expression didn't change. "Mr. Fawcett, please don't waste your ton me." Terrell let out a bitter laugh. "Even now, after all he's done, you still choose him, don't you?" Isadora stayed silent.
Right now, choosing Victor was the last thing on her mind.
What mattered more was seeing Deanna and Rowena get what they deserved.
* Fitzgerald Manor.
The massive flat-screen TV was tuned to the evening news, broadcasting coverage of The Vaughan Group's press conference.
On screen, the anchor summarized: "Today, Isadora, CEO of The Vaughan Group, publicly stated she has no personal ties to Preston from The Dunbar Group. In fact, she. accused Preston of using underhanded tactics to lure her to the hotel. Isadora will be taking legal action against him." "She also confirmed her pregnancy, but declined to reveal the father's identity Given Mr. Fawcett's protective display at the press conference, viewers are speculating that he's the father." "They make a striking pair-let's offer our congratulations to Terrell and Isadora, and look forward to wedding bells in the future." Deanna pressed pause on the remote, freezing the image of Isadora hurrying away from the cameras.
Pattie, the housekeeper, respectfully massaged Deanna's shoulders.
"Ma'am, the baby Isadora's carrying is still the Fitzgerald family's blood. Aren't you worried you're pushing your own flesh and blood out of the family?" Deanna narrowed her eyes. "You don't understand, Pattie. Victor's entire world revolves around that world.
woman now. I need to get rid of her first-then we can deal with everything else. As for the child..." She gave a cold, calculating smile. "Once it's born, taking it back will be the easy part." Pattie nodded in agreement.
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"You're absolutely right, ma'am. No f one thinks as far ahead as you do. Just then, a maid entered from the hallway and announced, "Mrs. Fitzgerald, Rowena's here." Deanna took a slow sip of her tea, unhurried. "Show her in."
Rowena entered the old mansion again, this twith far less om e hesitation than before. She approached and gave Deanna a respectful nod.
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Fitzgerald." Deanna regarded her coolly. "You did well."
She glanced at Pattie, who nodded and brought over two large blackn suitcases, setting them o on the table. When they were opened, they revealed stacks of crisp red bills. A satisfied smile curled at Rowena's lips.
Deanna set down her teacup.
"There's five million pounds in cash here." "Thank you, Mrs. Fitzgerald," Rowena replied, her mind already working.
"If you're pleased with my work, perhaps we could collaborate again?"
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