Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 157

After hearing Nanette's explanation,

Isadora finally realized there hadn't been a single mention online about last night —it was as if someone had deliberately buried the news.

Not that she was afraid of the world finding out about her and Victor. Given her complicated situation, though, she just didn't want to stir up unnecessary trouble.

Still, Isadora didn't dwell on it for long.

At that moment, Nanette's phone rang.

"How much? Five hundred dollars? Are you sure?"

Nanette actually laughed, incredulous. "You do realize that just a couple years ago, I got fifty grand for half an hour at these ribbon-cutting gigs? Are you kidding me?"

Who would have thought—a scandal!

And not even a proven one. Just like that, years of grinding in the industry had gone to waste.

Now she'd have to pay back all those endorsement deals, cover all sorts of penalties.

Even the series she'd already filmed had been put on hold!

Overnight, she'd plummeted from A-list celebrity to tabloid fodder.

Even Faye, her agent of several years, had abandoned her at the worst possible moment.

even a place to

only after falling from grace that Nanette realized she'd been

person on the other end of the line

think you're still the star you used to be? Right now, people just want you to show up so they can gawk. Give it some time,

won't do it, I'll call

all the compensation payments stacking up. Swallowing her pride, she gritted her teeth. "Fine, fine, just

tea off the table and finished it in one long,

the sweet, smooth drink did nothing to

from the side, concern etched on

is there anything I can do

a smile. "Don't worry about me. I've got a tough skin. When I first started, I had nothing. A little scandal

Isadora could see right through her

Maybe I can ask around, see if anyone

up."

the entertainment industry, Isadora knew that, lately, every

the same thing: "Nanette, Get Out of

said with a wave. "I can handle this myself. You're not even in the industry-what could you do,

wouldn't be standing by, watching Nanette get dragged through the

probably help if she

furrowing. "Isadora, I know you mean well. I used to think you and Faye were the

paused, bitterness flashing in her

like mixing personal feelings with business. You