Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 40

Victor curled his lips in a dismissive smirk. "You know, there are enough people lining up to have dinner with me to wrap around the Capitol and stretch all the way to the Eiffel Tower. Where exactly do you think you rank on that list?"

Just then, Jasmine dashed into the office, immediately grabbing Pearl by the arm.

She shot her a meaningful look. "You should head back first."

Pearl lingered, her eyes trailing after Victor's tall figure as he turned away. She pouted, clearly reluctant, but finally left.

A moment later, Victor pulled a cigarette from the pack on his desk and held it between his lips. The lighter slipped under his thumb a few times before he finally got it to spark.

He took a deep drag; the harsh nicotine burned his lungs, but did nothing to chase away the restless frustration simmering in his chest.

After a few more puffs, he crushed the barely smoked cigarette into the silver ashtray, got up, grabbed his jacket, and strode out of the office.

He ran straight into Jasmine, who had just seen Pearl out.

Jasmine stood to the side, careful and deferential, her head ever so slightly bowed. "Mr. Fitzgerald."

Victor paused, his tone light but edged with coldness. "This is the Miss Vaughan you told me about?"

Huh?

confusion. Was there another Miss Vaughan she

Pearl is indeed

Jasmine go through training with you again before she

that, Victor strode off toward the

of the executive assistant's office and

she was about to

to herself, Mr. Fitzgerald really can't stand the Vaughan family. He doesn't like their daughter

and dialed the front desk,

if Miss Vaughan from the Vaughan Group comes looking for Mr.

back

garden when a fluffy white Samoyed bounded across

furball in his arms, grumbling, "You

clearly offended at the suggestion

let out a rare chuckle, ruffling Pudding's head as he held her close. He

dog's caretaker, and began grooming Pudding's thick

he dismissed Beatty, who

her official title as a dog nanny, Beatty's responsibility for Pudding made her the queen bee among

against lush green grass. A winding cobblestone path led from

light, stood a strikingly handsome man and his fluffy white dog