Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 3

Victor Fitzgerald-the heir to the Fitzgerald Group had arrived.

If Magnus Wainwright and his family's conglomerate, Wainwright Holdings, ranked among the top three in Capitolion's elite circles, then the Fitzgerald Group was undisputedly number one.-

What began as a banking dynasty had quickly expanded-real estate, technology, telecommunications, investment funds. The Fitzgerald family's reach stretched across more than half the industries in Capitolion.

In private, everyone called Victor the Crown Prince of Capitolion.

Isadora had met him once before. The Vaughan family, her own, was currently bidding on a major project with the Fitzgerald Group, and she was one of the project leads.

But right now, Isadora had no time to worry about her dignity.

Clinging to the last shreds of consciousness, she reached out and grabbed the cuff of his tailored trousers.

"Vi... Victor, please... help me."

Victor's gaze darkened when he saw the woman collapsed at his feet.

dirty and disheveled, revealing smooth, pale legs streaked with blood where her delicate feet

another word, he bent down and

crisp scent of pine that seemed to envelop

into the passenger seat, shutting the door behind her. He leaned against the car, lazily rolling up his sleeves and unclasping a watch worth more than

him, Victor shot them a glacial

His voice was quiet, almost

Ten minutes later.

blood-spattered black dress shirt, and tossed it out

clean lines, tapering down to

eyes closed, sweat beading her brow, her lips bitten red from trying to

moment, eyes shadowed, before pulling out his phone. He

villa

other end was Finley Pembroke, director of Capitolion's largest private hospital,

groaned. "Come on, Crown Prince. Even if I put pedal to the metal, it's a two-hour drive from Capitolion to the coast. What do you think I am, some kind

in a lazy, lopsided grin. "Remind me, is

someone was in trouble-and Victor wanted him there,