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.

you

so conniving. You always act so high and mighty, but in reality, you're just jealous of me,

help but laugh-loud

red-handed, yet Elise still wanted to shift the blame

begging Magnus for anything. And even if she had so what? Elise could

it

like Elise, who always

flustered-Isadora had to admit, it

a smirk. "What's wrong, Elise? Are you after

one of the Harrisons' spoiled little

what's the plan? Going to brown-nose your way into their good graces with M Boutique? Just a word of advice: it's

threatened to boil

any pretense

control herself, Elise grabbed a glass of water from the table, intent on hurling it at

upward, a strong hand shot out from behind and clamped down on her wrist,

the hand gave a

hand and cascaded straight down, drenching Elise