Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 205

Victor's chiseled features were as expressionless as ever; his lips curled in the faintest hint of a smile. "You'll have to wait until the next life for that," he said coolly.

Deanna's smile was warm, almost indulgent. “But isn't your fiancée, Gemma Lennox from LS Capital Holdings, about to graduate? Maybe it'll happen as soon as next year."

Victor's eyes narrowed, cold and sharp. "You mean the one who's barely out of diapers?"

"Watch your mouth," Deanna chided gently, stepping forward to pat her grandson's shoulder.

He gave a low, mocking chuckle. "Am I wrong? When you all made that verbal agreement, how old were we? My only memory of her is as a kid still clutching a bottle."

Deanna felt a little dizzy listening to him. She knew Victor had never really acknowledged the engagement-and now certainly wasn't the time to push it. This would take patience.

For now, the most important thing was to clear out the scheming women hovering around her grandson.

Fitzgerald, sir, lunch is ready.

and sparkling glasses. Dorian Fitzgerald hadn't returned

sneaking glances at Victor, hesitated before finally moving to sit

like something out of a royal banquet, with delicate cutlery lined up from forks to spoons, all in perfect

tool to carefully extract the tender meat and place it on a white porcelain plate. First, she offered some to Deanna, then-pretending casualness-stood, and placed a generous

should try this," she said. "It's fresh Alaskan king crab, flown

fork and swept the crab from his bowl back onto the table with

server, who instantly brought him a fresh bowl of

went red; her hand tightened around her fork until her knuckles

you ever being allergic to crab

his tone laced with scorn. "Grandmother, I'm not the little boy you

could hear the cold sarcasm in his voice. Victor never liked coming back home, but today the chill in his