Chapter 83

Isadora looked pale, her expression unsettled.

But it wasn't because Magnus had stormed out in a fury.

Her hand was still throbbing from how tightly he'd just gripped it.

God, Magnus and his temper. How had she never noticed this side of him before?

Most of the time, his anger didn't explode-it froze. He'd turn cold, his voice icy, and that was usually enough to keep anyone at arm's length.

But today was different. This was only the second time she'd seen him truly lose control.

The first was three years ago, right after she'd joined The Vaughan Group. She'd been sent to entertain clients at a business dinner. Back then, nobody knew she was the Vaughan family's heiress-they all assumed she was just another junior employee.

Isadora, with her striking beauty, had immediately caught the attention of one of the clients. In pursuit of a deal, the manager had all but shoved her into the private dining room, then snuck away, leaving her alone with the clients.

By the end of the night, one of the men had tried to put his hand on her leg.

with anger,

bar noticed. As luck would have it, the place was owned by

grabbed a bottle, and smashed it over the man's head, then threatened to

was protecting her. It took her a while to realize it

understood all too well. Seeing the marks

anymore-it had wounded

she'd

expected him to retaliate by dumping water on

That infuriating man!

wrist and reached for her phone-only to spot it lying on the

out of her shock, hurried over

Isadora said, glancing down at her drenched white

any compensation needed for the dress," she said coolly, "send the

wasn't her fault, after

gown and left the LA Wedding Boutique, hailing a cab to

Her phone was dead anyway, so she decided to stop by a nearby

rang in her

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