Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 17

Pearl was just basking in her own satisfaction when, out of nowhere, Isadora stepped forward.

Without warning, Isadora yanked the diamond necklace from around Pearl's neck, snapping the chain so abruptly that Pearl barely registered what had happened. All she felt was a sharp, burning pain-as if her neck had been torn right along with the necklace.

A thin red scratch was already blooming across her skin, blood beginning to bead along the line.

"Ah!" she cried, pain stinging her eyes with tears. Her whole neck felt like it was on fire.

The commotion drew the attention of everyone in the ballroom. Heads turned as curious onlookers made their way over, eager for gossip.

Eleanor rushed over, flustered and anxious. "What on earth is going on?"

Eleanor's arms. "Mom, did you hear the way Isadora was speaking to you just now? I told her not to talk to you like that, and instead she just lost it—she ripped my necklace right off!

angry, bleeding scratch on Pearl's neck. She shot Isadora a

for everyone to see. The gems sparkled coldly beneath the lights, the sharp-edged

left to me,"

the necklace in Isadora's hand. She'd been so busy tonight that she hadn't even noticed Pearl was

Back then, she'd tried to gently persuade Pearl to return it, promising her a piece of jewelry of equal value in exchange. But Pearl had burst into tears, asking

twenty years, couldn't bring herself to insist. She'd figured she'd just buy Isadora another diamond necklace later-one for

given to Pearl on her eighteenth birthday. You weren't even back with the Vaughan family then, Isadora. You can't blame

do dote on your fake daughter, don't you, Mom? Aren't you afraid Grandma will come back to haunt

crowd; the word "fake daughter" echoed in the air, sparking a fresh wave of whispers. Pearl's anger flared, overshadowing the pain in her neck. She clenched her fists, barely restraining herself from launching

"Isadora, that's enough! If you hadn't come back