This man acted as if he wasn't bothered in the slightest.
He leaned in close—far too familiar, as if they were alone together and not being watched by hundreds.
Isadora bit her lip, gathering her composure. "Today's interview is just to clear up the rumors from the press conference," she explained.
That's why she hadn't mentioned it to him.
She hadn't expected the conversation to take such a turn.
"Oh?" Victor's eyes were dark and unreadable. He curled his lips into a faint, teasing smile, his deep voice tinged with mischief. "So you're here to clear things up—not to make us official?"
Victor's presence was overwhelming. Isadora couldn't help but edge away from him, muttering under her breath, "You're the one who showed up—bold as anything."
Victor chuckled, his tone a careful blend of sincerity and jest.
"Looks like I still don't have any official status, huh? Well, I guess I'll have to fight for it myself."
What was he even talking about? Isadora rolled her eyes at him, exasperated.
On and off stage, the audience watched the two of them—whispering, laughing, caught up in their obvious chemistry. Suddenly, realization dawned.
Wait—they were openly flirting right now?
What was going on?
Off to the side, Terrell stared at them with a stormy expression, the disappointment practically radiating off him—even through the screen.
Nicol, standing nearby, looked mortified. He cleared his throat and tried to steer the interview back on track.
"Mr. Victor Fitzgerald, welcome. Are you here today because of President Vaughan?"
Victor lifted his gaze lazily, a crooked smile playing on his lips. "Why else? Did you think I came for you?"
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It takes too long to get to the point. Too much unnecessary in between in all of these books. Too many extra characters, the authors lose the plot after a while....