NovelEnglishChapter 413 The Fitzgerald Group.
The lobby was nothing short of spectacular-soaring ceilings, easily thirty feet high, arched overhead in a grand dome. A massive crystal chandelier bathed the entire space in dazzling light, making the marble floors gleam.
Outside, a limited-edition Ferrari pulled up to the curb with the kind of swagger only a car like that could command. The building's uniformed doormen immediately recognized the license plate. Without missing a beat, they strode forward and opened the car door with practiced respect.
Isadora glanced at their destination, a little puzzled. Why had Victor brought her here? Victor stepped out first, then reached over to open her door. He leaned against the frin his usual relaxed manner, one elegant hand resting on the roof. His dark eyes glittered with amusement as he looked at her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"What's wrong? Needto carry you out?" Before he could say another word, Isadora quickly slipped out of the car.
Sure, this was his company. But to be carried out of his car in front of everyone? She would never live it down. Victor took her hand in his, and together they walked into the building, side by side.
The lobby was bustling with people coming and going. The moment the employees of The Fitzgerald Group spotted them, eyes widened in shock. No one expected that, just after the official announcement, President Fitzgerald would make such a public entrance with his partner.
A respectful path quickly opened before them as employees greeted them with the utmost deference.
"Good morning, Mr. Fitzgerald." "Good morning, Mr. Fitzgerald." Victor arched an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed. "What, no 'Good morning, Mrs. Fitzgerald'?" The words had barely left his lips before the entire lobby erupted in unison- "Good morning, Mrs. Fitzgerald!" "Good morning, Mrs. Fitzgerald!" The greeting echoed through the vast space, thunderous and electrifying.
Isadora: "..." Victor's lips curled in a satisfied smile as he glanced at Isadora, his gaze filled with warmth and affection.
Isadora did her best to appear composed, standing tall beside Victor, and managed a stiff but gracious nod in reply.
At the reception desk, a group of staff watched nervously. In particular, the receptionist who had once tried to block Isadora's way looked as if she wanted to disappear into the floor.
Once Victor and Isadora stepped into the "executive-only" elevator, the entire building seemed to erupt in excitement.
"Attention, everyone! President Fitzgerald is giving the new Mrs. Fitzgerald the grand tour!" "Honestly, you have to admit, the president has great taste-she's gorgeous. Looks like a movie star. Actually, even more elegant and refined than any actress I've seen!" "Check the live stream-President Fitzgerald just did a conference interview. Not only did he make their relationship official, he was openly affectionate the whole time!" "But I heard Mrs. Fitzgerald's family isn't exactly high society. They run a chain of department stores or something-not exactly the samet league as The Fitzgerald Group Doesn't feel like a good match for our president."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"The Fitzgerald Group owns dozens of publicly traded companies. If the marriage isn't between equals, it can't bring any real benefits to the Group. I bet the shareholders are going to lose their minds over this." The elevator doors slid open with a soft chime.
Nearly two dozen assistants and secretaries rose from their desks, bowing slightly in greeting.
Victor led Isadora straight into his office.
It was as luxurious as ever,
understated in its opulence. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a sweeping view of Havenport's skyline with Capitolion's landn buildings clearly visible in the distance.
A row of model sports cars lined one wall, gleaming beneath the soft m lights-anjunmistakable signature of Victor's personal style.
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