Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 200

Victor couldn't be bothered to respond—he simply turned a blind eye and let things slide.

"Take us back to Summit Crest Estates," he ordered, his voice low and

commanding, echoing through the car's plush interior.

"Yes, Mr. Fitzgerald," Kemp replied quietly, swallowing the words about Victor's

scheduled meeting with the president of Sino Trust Bank. He'd just have to cancel

it.

The driver turned the wheel, guiding the car onto another wide avenue. After a while, they finally pulled into the private parking lot reserved for Summit Crest Estates residents.

Victor headed straight for his private elevator and rode it up to the sixty-sixth floor penthouse. The door's keypad recognized his code and unlocked with a soft click. He strode inside, his steps echoing in the cavernous silence.

the air thick with a kind of emptiness that pressed in from every

comforter folded neatly at the side. If

humorless laugh.

out the floor-to-ceiling windows. The evening sun cast his shadow

never thought he'd experience

to the Capitolion legacy, the crown prince of the Fitzgeralds. He was the CEO of The Fitzgerald Group, a world-class conglomerate. He had

it—he felt a sharp sting of disappointment. For the first time, he tasted

time, can't you

hand poised to shut the door. Something made him pause.

*

The gentle warmth

at Nannie, who was standing nearby. Her voice was calm, almost casual. "No need to keep

"Yes, ma'am."

apron, and handed it to a waiting housekeeper. Then she quietly walked over and took a seat across from Deanna in the