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.

is wrong with you? Do you know who I am? Can't you watch where you're going? If you

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

out a sharp

of him. Relax, you're off the

need telling

the elevator lobby was empty save for

at her, jaw

get it. You set this up.

curled

Laird just made a mistake—it was an accident. Don't be so paranoid. This is Vaughan Group, not your daddy's

anger. Staring at her filthy dress, memories of last night's humiliation flashed through her mind. She raised her hand, aiming to slap Isadora across the

as soon as her arm came up,

instant, Isadora dragged her by the arm straight toward

me, Isadora! What

ignored her protests. Once they reached the stairwell, Isadora released her grip with a

against the wall. Pain shot through

you think you're doing, you psycho? This is the Vaughan Group! If you lay a

I'm not

a filthy mouth. The coffee only cleaned your clothes. I think your mouth