Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 148

Isadora stared in shock as Pearl plummeted straight down from the second-floor window. She hadn't even processed what was happening.

A furious shout echoed through the villa: "Pearl!"

In a flash, Prescott sprinted across the room like a man possessed.

He lunged, stretching his arm out desperately to catch Pearl as she fell but his fingers closed around nothing but thin air.

Prescott's face twisted with rage, his eyes wild and murderous as he glared at Isadora. If looks could kill, she would have been torn apart on the spot.

Seething, he roared, "Isadora, I saw everything! You pushed Pearl out the window! You tried to kill her, you wicked woman!"

A loud, resounding slap cut through the chaos.

Prescott, fueled by brute strength, stepped forward and struck Isadora hard across the face.

The blow sent Isadora stumbling, her body crashing heavily to the floor.

A fiery pain exploded across her cheek, spreading in an instant.

perfectly, setting her up the moment she knew Prescott would arrive. This whole scene was a trap, and she'd walked right into

at him, her eyes

insult, Prescott's

to Pearl, I'll make

wrist and yanking her down

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kids and socialites were

a deafening crash shattered the

source of the noise-Pearl, sprawled on the grass by the pool's edge,

sweat beading on her brow from the pain, her legs twisted at unnatural angles and bleeding. Her cries of agony tore through the

through the startled crowd, racing to her

they saw Pearl-bruised, bloodied, her legs a mess-Eleanor dropped to her knees, voice trembling with

did you fall? Someone call an

Isadora into the middle of the crowd, showing no mercy as she tumbled to the ground

the one. Isadora pushed

to Eleanor, sobbing

hurts so much...am I going to

watching Pearl shiver and sweat with pain, snapped.