Chapter 77

Isadora's eyes widened in shock.

"Dad, you promised me this before. How can you, as chairman of The Vaughan Group, go back on your word?"

Richard's smile was all sly cunning.

"I did promise you, but I never said when I'd give it to you. Once you're married, of course you'll have it."

He waved her off, the conversation over. "Now go on-go try on your wedding dress. Remember to take some photos so your mother and I can see how beautiful you look. I heard Magnus even found the world's top wedding designer for the ceremony."

In the end, Isadora was ushered out by Magnus.

They made their way down to the underground parking garage.

Magnus glanced at her expression, clearly amused. "Isadora, I never realized you cared so much about The Vaughan Group."

He leaned in, lowering his voice conspiratorially. "If it means that much to you, after we're married I'll give you five percent of Wainwright Holdings. That's worth far more than thirty percent of The Vaughan Group. So just be a good Mrs. Wainwright, alright?"

Isadora rolled her eyes dramatically, dismissing his words as pure nonsense.

is it so hard for you to understand plain English? Do you really think I was joking when I said I wanted to

cheeks were flushed, anger

looked at her, captivated by the way her eyes sparkled-even when she was mad, there was something magnetic about her. She was breathtaking, the kind of beauty that left people stunned. One look into those deep,

"Let me make it up to you, Isadora. This wedding, the dress-let it be proof that I

a

her with such careless certainty,

don't

I don't love you.

it calmly, without a hint

if she'd just told him

do you really expect me

were the one who promised

up Isadora's cheeks as his

It was true.

had been the one who'd chased after Magnus, refusing to give up. She had practically forced him to be

burned so fiercely would now twist inside

Vaughan family, when she was seventeen, Isadora had graduated at the top of her

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