After the call ended,
Isadora felt a little awkward. She looked up, only to meet the man’s dark, intense eyes.
Thinking of the rather candid things she’d just said, a blush crept up her cheeks, impossible to hide even amid the chaos within her.
“I just…”
She didn’t get to finish.
Victor pulled her into a tight embrace, burying his face in the curve of her neck. His breath was warm against her skin.
Isadora’s eyelashes fluttered. “Victor, there’s something I haven’t told you.”
“When I found out I was pregnant, I actually thought about moving to Europe for good. I’d already decided I’d raise the baby on my own.”
“Mhm.”
His voice was low and muffled, but he answered.
Isadora’s throat tightened. She paused, then went on, “But then, every time you held my hand, every time you accepted me without question, that idea slowly faded. I’ll admit it—I couldn’t bring myself to leave you.”
She felt a trace of dampness on her neck; her eyes stung with heat.
She’d come here to confess, and at last, she could say these things out loud.
Taking a deep breath, Isadora continued, “Honestly, I’ve been selfish. In the beginning, I was always hesitating, never really sure.”
“I made a deal with Deanna once. She gave me thirty percent of The Vaughan Group’s shares, and in exchange, I agreed to let you go. I also wanted to use it to get back at Deanna for manipulating you into the Fitzgerald Mansion.”
She said it all in one breath, not daring to look at his face.
Victor lifted his head, his gaze steady and deep. He stared at her without blinking. “I’m glad you’re telling me this on your own.”
Isadora stared at him in surprise. “You knew?”
Victor’s lips quirked. “Piggy Vaughan, did you really think you were that good of an actress?”
He didn’t sound angry at all.
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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....