Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 207

Isadora glanced over at Wendy's phone and caught the bold headline of the latest news story.

Wendy, always eager for a juicy tidbit, leaned in with a conspiratorial grin. "Get this—the tabloid claims it was Magnus Wainwright himself who tipped off the authorities. But I could've sworn Elise was supposed to be his one true love! Honestly, rich people's drama is just impossible to unravel."

Seeing Isadora's attention, Wendy assumed she was intrigued too.

She swiveled her chair around, scooting closer, ready to spill more gossip. "Isadora, the rumor mill says Magnus has this fiancée who loves him desperately, but his heart's still with Elise. The fiancée refuses to let go, clinging on and making a spectacle of herself. Even when Magnus threw a grand wedding for his old flame, the poor girl just gritted her teeth and endured it for love."

Wendy rolled her eyes. "I mean, isn't that just pathetic? She's like the hopeless side character in every romance novel-the one who just can't move on."

She gave Isadora a sly look. "So tell me, if you were in her shoes, what would you do?"

Isadora hesitated. What was she supposed to say? That she was the pitiful fiancée everyone was gossiping about?

Awkwardly, she forced a slight smile.

Wendy continued, undeterred. "Magnus might be easy on the eyes, but let's be real—he's a total jerk, can't keep his relationships straight. If it were me, I'd go full femme fatale: take him for every cent he's got, teach him a lesson he wouldn't forget, and then walk away as the ultimate boss-lady."

through her rant when

a sharply tailored suit

did their shabby little design firm attract

pulled up the news photo on her phone and compared it

identical to

she stood up abruptly. "Wait... Y-you're Magnus,

followed Wendy's gaze and

she remembered, dark

that intimidating, unapproachable air, but now there was a faint sadness about

and Magnus, then back again, her surprise growing.

excitement written all

past her

the hall, stopping at a corner by

frame cast

first, her tone cool. "What do you

There was a guarded depth to his stare, as if he were holding back things he

up in a sleek chignon, and the sharp lines of her professional outfit only made her look more striking. She was as beautiful as ever. Yet, even standing right in front of him, Magnus felt as if there was an insurmountable distance