Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 60

Ableson strode quickly over to Isadora's table, hunching forward with exaggerated humility.

"Ms. Vaughan, the chairman would like you to come upstairs and sign the contract on behalf of The Vaughan Group and The Fitzgerald Group."

Isadora didn't even glance up. She took a small sip from her champagne flute, lips curling into a smile that didn't reach her eyes.

"My father didn't even want me at this dinner in the first place. Funny how he suddenly remembers me now."

"That was just a misunderstanding, Ms. Vaughan. Right now, bigger things are at stake."

Isadora's eyelids fluttered lazily. Her voice was soft, yet there was no room for negotiation.

"A misunderstanding, was it? Do you believe that, Ableson?"

Ableson was at a loss. He turned helplessly to Eleanor, shooting her a pleading look-hoping she could help.

Eleanor cleared her throat awkwardly, recalling how she'd just misjudged Isadora herself. She knew Isadora's temper lately; trying to persuade her now would be like walking straight into a trap. But what choice did she have? Eight billion dollars in investment was at stake.

Money talks.

you right now. Please, sweetheart, don't be stubborn. Go sign the contract, will

at Eleanor's uncharacteristically conciliatory

That was rare.

up to Pearl, accused me of picking fights with her on purpose. You told me not

that's nothing new. Pearl's always been your favorite. Me? I'm the outsider-no one's

Isadora off before she

from now on. I won't take things out on

quiet satisfaction settle

socialite—often with a sharp tongue-rarely apologized to

was easing and quickly interjected, "Ms. Vaughan, shall we head to the stage

where Richard paced in anxious embarrassment.

shot up, but she gritted

what do you want your father and me to do? Just tell us we'll promise you

Group's shares. Ten percent was already promised to me if I secured the investment. The other twenty percent is for the headache this night has

in a