Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 85

A rich, heady scent of whiskey drifted through the luxurious, spacious VIP suite.

A French crystal chandelier bathed the room in a decadent, champagne-gold glow.

Nanette was there with her agent, Linda Chang, attending a high-roller's party thrown by the city's elite.

The moment Nanette walked in, she realized this was no ordinary gathering.

Familiar faces from the A-list were everywhere-Oscar-winning actresses, Golden Globe darlings, women who usually carried themselves like queens suddenly mingling shoulder to shoulder.

If these big names had all shown up tonight, it could only mean one thing: someone truly important was in the room.

Linda leaned in, lowering her voice.

"See those men on the black leather couch in the back? The ones who look like they walked out of a GQ spread? Heirs to some of the most powerful families in Capitol City."

Linda's gaze shifted, and she sucked in a breath.

"Oh my God-look! The guy in the yellow shirt-that's Victor, the Brooks family's crown prince. I can't believe he's here tonight. This is major!"

She nudged Nanette, excitement flashing in her eyes. "Listen, tonight's your shot. Make sure you stand out. If Victor even glances your way, opportunities will fall into your lap. These people-just a crumb from their table and you'll be breaking into Hollywood before you know it.”

a few years now-she'd gotten used

she still had

name, she couldn't

at the

dress pants he wore seemed almost casual on him, his

whiskey. Even at a glance, it was obvious: this man radiated power and privilege- untouchable,

a doubt, the most important person in the room. Nearly every woman's gaze

oblivious. Dark eyes half-lidded, he surveyed the room with an air of detached amusement,

Victor the other day. She wondered if

turned to Linda. "I

"Are you serious? Now's the time to be mingling,

finding a quiet corner to dial Isadora's number. Ring...

frowned. Isadora had a work phone,

up?" Isadora's voice was as calm and warm

babe, why's your phone

at her broken phone, sighing. "It died. I was just about to call you,

housekeeper's home. Hey, weren't you looking for Victor the other day? Did you find him? If not, you should get

to her latest misadventures and the little white lies she'd

I took care of that already. When your party's over, I'll just go to your