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.

did he

eyes widened in

list quickly. Not seeing any names that annoyed

typed in a number, and his account popped up. In one

Isadora protested, almost incredulous. Who did he think he was, just rearranging her contacts

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

it back to

she supposed to add

at his profile picture—a fluffy white

intense and expectant, as if waiting for her to come up with

hesitantly began

to get a little

she typed: "Pudding's

new label. The coolness in his eyes softened, lighting up with a

her, he picked up his own phone and changed her contact name to

help but feel a little weird

"I

raised

smoothly, "Well, that little guy's already decided you're his mom. If

Isadora was speechless.

have Pudding's best

names, Victor also enabled

"Are you sure

fortune, and yet here he was, setting her

and velvety. "Just returning the

Mr. Fitzgerald's version

I should go. Thanks for

opened the door, but Victor called her

"Isadora."