Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 34

Isadora eyed Pearl, watching her strut around with her nose in the air.

She didn't look like she was lying.

Pearl adored her status as the Vaughan family's darling too much. She was obsessed with monopolizing Richard and Eleanor's affection-there was no way she would stage her own kidnapping just to get their attention.

Suddenly, with a soft chime, the elevator doors slid open.

A handful of coworkers stepped out.

The sight of Pearl and Isadora at the elevator-one looking smug, the other stormy-made them all instinctively avert their gazes and hurry away, desperate not to get caught in the crossfire.

Isadora barely lifted her eyelids, then subtly swung her bent arm forward.

One of the male coworkers was holding a steaming cup of coffee. When Isadora's arm suddenly jutted out, he was caught off guard the cup tilted, and coffee sloshed forward.

It spilled straight down the front of Pearl, who was standing right in front of him.

Pearl's magenta Chanel suit was now drenched in a massive, muddy-brown stain. The expensive outfit looked like it had been splattered with thick oil paint.

Pearl shrieked, frantically grabbing tissues to dab at her ruined skirt.

who I am? Can't you watch where you're going?

was bewildered, not sure how the accident even happened. He stammered, "I'm so sorry, Miss Vaughan,

out a

the pest in front of him. Relax, you're off

coworker didn't need

was

at

this up. You made him spill coffee on

smirk curled at Isadora's

see me do anything? Laird just made a mistake—it was an accident. Don't be so paranoid. This

last night's humiliation flashed through her mind. She raised her hand,

came up, Isadora seized her wrist

by the arm

of me, Isadora! What are you

reached the stairwell, Isadora released her

wall. Pain shot

psycho? This is the Vaughan Group!

laugh was icy. "Relax. I'm not going to

mouth. The coffee only cleaned your clothes. I think your mouth needs