Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 57

The event was being held in the grand ballroom on the seventh floor of The Vaughan Group's headquarters.

Normally, this ballroom was reserved for major press conferences or hosting important guests. Tonight, however, it had been transformed into something truly spectacular-towering projection screens, a well-lit stage for speeches, and dozens of round tables where The Vaughan Group's executives mingled with their key partners.

Off to the side, a cluster of Capitolion's most prominent journalists hovered with cameras at the ready.

Clearly, Richard was looking to capitalize on the buzz from The Fitzgerald Group's investment, hoping to launch the Global Project with a bang.

Isadora couldn't help but smirk as she made her way straight to Pearl's table and took a seat without hesitation.

Pearl's expression soured the moment she saw Isadora. "How did you even get in here?"

"What, aren't you happy to have me here to celebrate with you?" Isadora replied, casually setting her phone on the table.

Pearl didn't buy the act for a second. "Sure, celebrating. Just don't start anything tonight."

Eleanor, trying to keep the peace, cleared her throat. "Alright, you two, enough. Today's important—your father's about to give his speech."

fell silent

emcee handed the

confidently behind the podium, his voice carrying easily across

able to officially kick off the Global Project. Our deepest gratitude

of astonished whispers swept through

hundred million? The Fitzgerald Group

a reason they're called Capitolion's most powerful family. Since the young master came back just three years ago, their

Is

eight hundred million seems like a fortune to the rest of us, but for him, it's barely a drop in the bucket. It's not Mr. Fitzgerald himself

cleared his throat, drawing

now, let's welcome Director Dawson from The Fitzgerald Group's investment division to the stage, to

every camera-swiveled to Paige Dawson, seated at the

never know it from her flawless skin or the poised, energetic air about her. Her short, sleek hair was tucked neatly behind

professional smile, Paige waved briefly to the crowd and the press, then stood, preparing to take the stage on behalf of The Fitzgerald Group. Suddenly, her phone

the screen

Victor.