Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 217

"Hello, Mr. Oakley. I'm Isadora, head of Seafarer Designs. May I borrow a moment of your time to talk?"

Jonathan Oakley turned away from his conversation, glancing up at Isadora.

She had softly curled hair, delicate pale skin, and striking features-bright eyes, a radiant smile, and an understated elegance that made her stand out far more than any of the women in the club, despite her minimal makeup.

Jonathan's interest was piqued. He casually nudged aside the woman in the short skirt sitting next to him.

Seafarer Designs?

The name rang a bell. Normally, a small firm like that would just participate in the preliminary selection rounds.

But then Abbott had called him to discuss a few things.

Jonathan had decided to do Abbott a favor and told his people to put the process on hold.

"Oh? Seafarer Designs?" he echoed, playing coy.

Isadora caught the hint of recognition in his eyes and brightened.

"Yes. Our firm was supposed to compete as usual, but your project manager abruptly pulled us from the list. That's why I've come to you directly, Mr. Oakley- to ask if you'd give us a fair shot."

her with growing interest, a sly smile playing at his lips. "And how exactly are you going to

is a designer who graduated from NYU and has five years of

the short skirt sidled back up, pouting flirtatiously. "Mr. Oakley, don't tell

over her cheek. "Don't worry. You're

this- you finish

standing nearby, looked on in

the table, where five large bottles

had never seen business conducted like this. Why

kept her composure. "I'm not much of a drinker, but I'll have this one in

of red wine and

glass?" Jonathan scoffed,

a single drink will win me

enjoying himself. "Today I'm in a good mood. If you can

The commotion drew attention.

small crowd gathered as people stopped dancing

person. If she drinks

shifted

impossibly young and innocent, like

face split into a