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 at

the emcee handed the

stood confidently behind the podium, his voice carrying easily across the

able to officially kick off the Global Project. Our deepest gratitude to The Fitzgerald Group,

of astonished whispers swept through

Group really does have

most powerful family. Since the young master came back just three years ago, their assets have multiplied who

Is he here

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.

throat, drawing everyone's

from The Fitzgerald Group's investment division to the stage, to sign

Dawson, seated at the head of the

fifties, but you'd never know it from her flawless skin or the poised, energetic air about her. Her short, sleek hair was tucked neatly behind her ears, a pair of understated yet elegant earrings sparkling beneath the lights. Clad in a tailored gray suit, she radiated the commanding yet sophisticated

then stood, preparing to take the stage on

glanced at the screen and blinked in

Victor.