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.

generosity-buying Faye a car, even a place to live-she'd nearly found her a husband! And for

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

end of the line

you to show up so they can gawk. Give it some time,

yes or no? If you won't do it, I'll call someone

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

off the table

did nothing to ease the knot

side, concern

I can do to

I've got a tough skin. When I first

see right through

I can ask around, see if anyone can help clear

up."

the entertainment industry, Isadora knew that, lately, every gossip headline had

the same thing: "Nanette, Get Out

can handle this myself. You're not even

wasn't wrong. If Isadora could have helped, she wouldn't be standing by, watching Nanette get dragged through the

help if she

thought, pretty brows furrowing. "Isadora, I know you mean well. I used to think you and Faye were the best people I had. Who knew Faye

flashing in her

value our friendship. And I know you don't like mixing personal feelings with business. You and your