Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 195

Nannie stepped forward and set her insulated thermos down on the marble dining table. Her sharp eyes swept over Isadora, who had just emerged from the

bedroom.

Isadora's long, softly curled hair spilled down her back, framing a radiant, fair face. Her arched brows and luminous hazel eyes gave her an unforgettable beauty-delicate features, impossible to ignore.

Today, she wore a nude silk blouse tucked into fitted jeans, the slim waist accentuating her polished, confident aura.

Nannie prided herself on being attractive, but the woman before her possessed a lively, pure charm that went beyond simple beauty.

This must be the "girlfriend" Victor had mentioned-the one who even fussed about sharing a private jet with her.

The thought stung. No wonder Mrs. Fitzgerald felt threatened, wanting to use Nannie as a pawn to push this woman out.

And truth be told, Nannie was more than willing to play the part. In her eyes, Victor was unique, untouchable, far above anyone else's reach.

her voice light and sweet as she spoke. "And who might you be? What are you doing in

a sense of déjà vu in Isadora, but she couldn't quite

went up. "If you're wondering why I'm here, maybe you

smiled, undeterred. "Oh, I had no idea someone else was here. I only stopped by to

remained wary. "And how

seen any other woman around him. Could this be the infamous fiancée from all those

an innocent smile. "I've grown up with the Fitzgerald family-Victor

her gaze, clearly uninterested in further conversation. "If you're looking for him, you can give him

pretense of Mrs. Fitzgerald's orders, even using the door code that the old lady had given her. Helping Mrs. Fitzgerald chase off women seen as gold-diggers was nothing new to her-she was practically an expert by

ignored Isadora's indifference. "Miss, are you Victor's... lover?" She

Sometimes, even she couldn't

it's just that Victor already has a well-known fiancée, and he's never mentioned you to the Fitzgerald family.

cutting straight to Isadora's heart, leaving a raw ache in her chest. Still, she kept her composure, her voice turning