Chapter 350

He tore his gaze away with more of an effort than he liked to admit and looked down at Isadora again. As he remembered wanting to leave, he smiled smoothly, her harsh beauty even more jarring now.

He murmured, "Forgive me... I have an important early meeting tomorrow. Would you mind if we left?

"Not at all, darling." I’ll get my coat from the cloakroom.

She squeezed his arm and smiled, clearly anticipating, somewhat misguidedly, that he wanted them to be alone, and walked away.

As he watched her walk away, Calix felt no compunction or guilt at what he was about to do. A woman like Isadora was well versed in the way he worked, as were men like him. He had no doubt she’d be put out, but as no emotions were invested, he knew it’d be for the loss of his money, his largesse, and the social standing that came with being seen on his arm. It was the state of affairs he was used to. He enjoyed the thrill of the chase. But lately, if he were honest, every conquest had become stale, even flat. A