Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 53

In the end, it was Victor who drove Isadora home.

Pudding, their fluffy little dog, whined and pawed at Isadora, clearly wanting to go with her.

Isadora knelt down, soothing the pup for a while. "I'll come visit you again soon, okay?" she promised. Only then did Pudding finally calm down, watching her with big, soulful eyes.

Half an hour later, Victor's limited-edition luxury car pulled up in front of Brocade Heights.

As Isadora reached for the door handle, a thought struck her.

"Victor?"

He glanced over, his eyes dark and unreadable, drumming his long fingers lightly on the steering wheel. His voice was casual, with a teasing edge. "What is it? Can't bear to leave me already?"

Isadora was so startled by his words that she coughed awkwardly.

Seriously, this man was the definition of self-absorbed.

It took her a moment to collect herself before she finally spoke up.

“Um... I just realized-we don't actually have each other's contact info."

Worried Victor might misunderstand her intentions, she quickly added, “I mean, since The Fitzgerald Group is investing in the Global Project, it'd be easier to handle business matters if we could contact each other directly."

Victor raised an eyebrow and held out his hand. "Your phone."

Almost without thinking, Isadora handed it over.

"Passcode?"

"My birthday," she replied, reaching out to unlock it herself.

But before she could, Victor's slender fingers tapped in a few numbers, and the screen lit up instantly, illuminating the car's interior.

he

eyes widened in

glanced through her contacts, scanning the list quickly. Not seeing any names that annoyed him, a barely noticeable hint of satisfaction flickered

and his account popped up. In one smooth motion, he pinned his chat to the top

almost incredulous. Who did he think

and lazy. "Right, your phone. That's why you get to pick the

that, he handed it back to her,

she supposed to add

fluffy white photo of Pudding.

but Victor was watching her, his eyes intense and expectant, as if waiting for her to come

began

air seemed to get a little colder. She

she typed:

in his eyes softened, lighting up

smile tugged at his lips. Then, right in front of her, he picked up his own phone and changed

help but feel a little

appropriate?" she asked. "I

one who's raised him for thirteen

decided you're his mom. If I label

Isadora was speechless.

You really do have

setting the names, Victor also enabled special notifications for

surprise. "Are you

probably worth a fortune, and yet here he was, setting her as

low and

realizing this was Mr. Fitzgerald's version

go. Thanks for

door, but Victor called her

"Isadora."