Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 165

The executives of M Boutique and the city's social elite surged forward to greet him.

"President Fitzgerald, your assistant told us you wouldn't be able to make it today. We're truly honored you could join us for the ribbon-cutting. Your presence elevates the entire event!"

Victor's strikingly handsome face betrayed both distance and nobility. Even as praises poured in from every direction, he barely managed a polite nod, not bothering to force a smile.

His sharp, dark eyes swept coolly over the crowd and landed on a woman standing at a distance. Noticing the man beside her, Victor's gaze grew even colder before he looked away, his indifference palpable.

Across the room, Capitolion's top entertainment reporters jostled for the best angle, camera shutters clicking as they fought for exclusive shots of the elusive mogul.

Nanette watched the man towering above the crowd, adored by everyone. She wanted to say something to Isadora, but Isadora spoke first.

"Nanette, I'm going to grab something to eat."

eyeing the pastries, intent on silencing

appeared beside her, shadowing her movements as if he'd

a piece of

the gesture, instead reaching for a cream-filled cookie. She never

would pop up. But Mr. Wainwright was nothing if not resourceful-clearly, he could afford to buy as many numbers as he wanted. Eventually, Isadora grew tired

me. This

flicker of pain crossed his eyes. His voice was rough, almost pleading.

Her answer was

eating a few bites just to keep busy,

plate with the blueberry cake. For once, when he tried to change and make things right, she'd grown utterly unyielding-her heart was stone, her mind made up. It was as

had Magnus swallowed his pride for anyone, much less begged a woman to stay. Sometimes he asked himself: Why did it

he finally admitted it wasn't habit at all. It was love. And even with another

the air. Couples in beautiful evening attire took to the floor, spinning gracefully under