NovelEnglishChapter 331 Isadora's eyes went wide.
She shot Victor a sharp look, spun on her heel, and made to leave.
Victor strode after her and, without missing a beat, dipped down and swept her off her feet-literally. In one smooth, practiced motion, he hooked an arm beneath her knees and lifted her into his arms.
Isadora flushed as she suddenly found herself airborne.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"What are you doing? Putdown! Everyone's staring!" Victor just grinned, utterly unbothered. "Let them stare." His gaze softened as he looked at her, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "I'm taking you somewhere special." She squirmed and protested. "Putdown, Victor! I can walk on my own." But Victor didn't slow, carrying her straight toward the yellow Lamborghini parked out front of The Ace's Den. "If I let you go, you'll just run away," he said with a smirk.
Isadora huffed in exasperation.
How did he always know exactly what she was thinking? Victor set her in the passenger seat and closed the door, then circled around to the driver's side. Sliding in beside her, he reached over and gently tousled her hair.
"Be good. I've got a surprise for you." Isadora turned away with a huff, refusing to look at him.
Why did he always have to be so overbearing? Victor gripped the steering wheel, eyes fixed on the road, and pressed down on the gas. With a deafening roar, the yellow Lamborghini shot off like a rocket.
Half an hour later, they pulled up in front of a breathtaking white skyscraper, its sleek, modern lines soaring sixty-six stories high. The n"ISA Grandeur Hotel" gleamed above the entrance, and the building itself was nothing short of a marvel -every detail was meticulously crafted, an architectural masterpiece that radiated luxury. From a distance, it looked like a brilliant pearl set in the heart of the city.
Isadora recognized it instantly.
This was Capitolion's first six-star hotel-a place with rooftop gardens, ocean- view dining, swimming pools, and a grand conference hall. Built just three years ago, the ISA Grandeur had taken the city by storm, quickly becoming a landmark. Rumor had it the mysterious owner was sforeign billionaire, and the n"ISA" supposedly held a hidden meaning.
Victor stepped out, made his way to the passenger side, and leaned against the open door, eyes never leaving her.
Isadora glanced from him to the hotel and back. "Why'd you bringhere?" Surely he didn't mean to- She stopped herself, cheeks heating. She was only two months pregnant; now was not the tfor anything... strenuous.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmVictor arched a brow, lips curling in a teasing smile. "If you don't get out, I'll just have to sell you off." She shot him a glare, but climbed out of the car anyway.
A long, plush red carpet stretched from the curb all the way to the hotel entrance, bright as a ribbon against the concrete. Isadora couldn't help but stare, glancing at Victor for skind of explanation.
He only lifted his chin, motioning for her to walk ahead.
She took a few hesitant steps.
Suddenly, a little girl appeared, m holding out a single, perfect red rose. Beaming, the child said, "I hope you have a wonderful day, miss!"
Stunned, Isadora accepted the rose with both hands. "Thank you, she murmured dazed.
She continued along the carpet-and more little girls approached, each offering a rose and a heartfelt wish. "I hope you have a beautiful baby girl." "May you always be as lovely as you are today." "I wish you endless happiness." By the tIsadora reached the hotel doors, her arms were overflowing with roses.
She stepped into the grand lobby- and what she saw next left her utterly speechless.
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