Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 90

For over twenty years, Elise had been the Harrison family's black sheep, barely tolerated at best.

Even Jack's wife never missed a chance to put her down.

So when it came to money, Magnus was the only one who would pay for anything Elise needed. That included footing the bill for the best medical team whenever they were together-no questions asked.

Isadora glanced at Elise, unimpressed. She had no interest in playing catch-up or pretending they were old friends.

She got straight to the point. "Was it you who sent those men to kidnap me?"

Elise poured herself a glass of hot water, a sly, mean-spirited smile curling on her lips as she tested the waters. "So, did the kidnappers really do it? Are you... tainted now, Isadora?"

She'd overheard everything at the wedding the desperate call Isadora made for help was crystal clear. Elise's instincts told her the kidnapping was real; Isadora had always been the underdog in their twisted rivalry, but she was never one to bow her head easily. Elise had no trouble luring Magnus away from her, time and again.

the victim, saying

Elise circled Isadora leisurely, clutching her cup, her tone laced with derision. "Tsk, tsk, Isadora. I bet it stings, doesn't it? Even while you were being kidnapped, Magnus refused to come save you. He stayed by my side and made sure my wedding dreams came true. You're nothing

weeks ago, that kind of jab would've gone straight for Isadora's

nothing for Magnus. Elise's goading just seemed almost laughable. She couldn't believe she'd once let

cold. "I'm not here to argue. Just answer me was it

do you really think I'd be stupid enough to stir up trouble at my own wedding? Give you a chance to call Magnus

with malice. "But judging by how worked up you are, I'd say the kidnappers definitely got what they

eyes light up with cruel delight. "Ha! Nobody's ever

steady gaze, studying her face. If Elise had wanted to hurt her, she could've picked any time. Why do it on her own wedding day, the moment she'd been waiting for? Besides, Elise loved playing the helpless damsel in public-but with Isadora, she was all claws,

Elise

eyed the steaming cup in Elise's hand and instinctively took a step back. With