Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 118

Isadora set her phone down, and out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a figure standing by the marble dining table.

She thought it was Victor-her eyes lit up in anticipation.

But when she looked up, it was someone she had absolutely no desire to see. Instantly, Isadora's warm expression vanished, replaced by a frosty indifference.

Elise stood there in a custom white dress, her long hair perfectly styled, arms folded tightly across her chest. Her voice was cold and accusing: "Isadora, what are you doing here?"

Magnus's Sky Dining membership card was with her how had Isadora gotten in?

Isadora arched a brow at Elise's questioning, unwilling to let this petty intrusion ruin her mood tonight.

She leaned back lazily in her chair, unbothered.

"Do I need your permission to be anywhere, Elise?" she replied, her tone bored.

Elise's face turned an ugly shade of red, the alcohol in her system making her look even more disheveled and unhinged.

flatter yourself, Isadora. The whole M Boutique situation-did you go to Magnus and

expect you to be so conniving. You always act so high and mighty, but in reality, you're

but laugh-loud and

red-handed, yet Elise still wanted

had so what? Elise could

could dish it out

like Elise, who always put on

looking at her now-flushed and flustered-Isadora had

curling into a smirk. "What's wrong, Elise? Are

You're one of the

Boutique? Just a word of advice: it's a waste of

boil over-every

any pretense of

grabbed a glass of water from the table, intent on

arm swung upward, a strong hand shot out from behind and clamped down on

react, the hand gave a sharp twist and flung her

glass from her grip-it slipped out of her hand and cascaded straight down, drenching Elise in water from head