Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 61

Richard clenched his jaw so hard it hurt-Isadora was blatantly taking advantage of their crisis!

Paige Dawson overheard the exchange. Even though this was an internal

Vaughan family matter, Victor-the heir himself—had just singled out Isadora for the investment.

Paige hadn't survived this long in the business world without learning to read the room. She played her cards with practiced cunning.

Feigning impatience, Paige called out, "Mr. Vaughan, is Isadora coming or not? Are we signing this contract today or should I take my business elsewhere?"

Thirty percent of the company on the line, plus an investment of eight hundred million dollars. The choice was brutal.

Richard closed his eyes, took a long, steadying breath, and swallowed the pain. Keeping his voice low, he muttered to his assistant Ableson, "Go get Isadora. Tell her to come up and sign the contract."

Ableson, ever cautious, quietly asked, "And about the thirty percent stake...?"

Richard shot him a scathing glare. "Give it to her! Tell her it's hers!" he snapped. Ableson wiped the nervous sweat from his brow. It wasn't even his idea to give away the shares-why was the boss taking it out on him?

Isadora, having gotten Richard's reluctant approval, knew when to stop pushing her luck. She walked in, poised, and quickly signed the contract.

The room broke into polite applause.

her slender figure, her hair swept up in an elegant chignon. Her face was radiant, almost impossibly beautiful, with

one of those rare women who could turn every head on the street. It was suddenly clear

was lucrative-anyone in Paige's position could see that. But The Fitzgerald Group had plenty of high-potential investments to choose from. There was no reason they had to pour eight hundred million into the Vaughan Group,

had doubled the offer without blinking. This

demeanor shifted completely. She extended her hand, all humility and charm. "Miss Vaughan, it's a pleasure

shook her hand politely. "Thank you, Director

Meanwhile...

His driver, Lean, was waiting at the airport in a black town

back seat, he picked up a contract from Wainwright Holdings outlining their planned investment in the Vaughan Group's Global Project. His

of him. He almost missed

that morning that

dollars from The

Lean stammered, "Isadora,

turned icy. "Spit it

got their funding for the Global Project. I don't think she'll

box in his hand, his brow furrowing deeply. "Impossible. Four hundred million isn't pocket change. There's no way the Vaughan Group

just managed-they'd secured double the amount, from his biggest rival no

connection with The Fitzgerald Group? Of