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 know

widened in

contacts, scanning the list quickly. Not seeing any names that annoyed him, a barely noticeable

In one smooth motion, he pinned his chat to the

Isadora protested, almost incredulous. Who did he

gaze was calm and lazy. "Right, your phone. That's why you get

that, he handed it back

to add

profile picture—a fluffy white photo of Pudding. The name was

intense and expectant, as if waiting for her to come

began

get a little colder. She quickly hit

she typed:

coolness in his eyes softened, lighting

at his lips. Then, right in front of her, he picked up his

feel

asked. "I only met Pudding

raised him for thirteen

his mom. If

Isadora was speechless.

have Pudding's

Victor also

"Are you sure

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

and velvety.

was Mr. Fitzgerald's version of business

I should go. Thanks

opened the door, but Victor called

"Isadora."