Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 116

Isadora let out a cold laugh, her eyes sharp as blades. "Save it, Magnus. We're done. I can land M Boutique for The Vaughan Group on my own."

On the other end, Magnus's voice softened, unusually gentle. "Isadora, I'm just trying to help. You don't have to be so harsh."

"Help me?" she scoffed.

"Magnus, you wired a million dollars to Elise just a minute ago, and now you want to help me? Spare me your kind of 'help' is the last thing I need."

Magnus's brow furrowed.

How did she know he'd sent Elise that money?

But the way Isadora snapped at him, refusing any help, made him wonder-was she upset because of Elise? Did she actually care about what he did?

"Isadora, are you jealous?"

"Jealous?" Isadora sounded like she'd just heard the world's most ridiculous joke.

"Why would I be jealous of you? I just think your two-faced, have-your-cake-and- eat-it ways are pathetic. I never realized you were this kind of person. No- actually, I was just blind before!"

With that, she hung up on him.

She didn't want to waste another word.

How could she have loved this man for five years? She must have been out of her mind.

at his phone, the call

back, but all he got was the endless, hollow

Isadora had blocked him-again.

darkened as he stared

no idea how she'd found out about the money for

the way she just spoke to him,

of satisfaction crept over

*

behind the wheel, her chest tight with

Magnus's number

the end, she would never go crawling back

her phone rang

Magnus had switched numbers

the screen, she picked up and snapped, "Stop calling me! Even if The Vaughan Group loses M Boutique, we don't need

"Excuse me?"

a deep, lazy warmth-smooth and just a touch

That wasn't

glanced at the screen. It

"What's up?"

pocket, gazing out over the shimmering skyline of Havenport. "Who got you so

once, Isadora's bravado vanished, replaced with a hint of guilt. "Nobody. Just...some annoying

a few encounters, she'd picked up on the fact that Victor seemed to mind Magnus's existence. Maybe it was just one of those

an eyebrow, his voice easy and languid. "If someone that boring can get

replied, eager to change the subject. "Why