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

a designer who graduated from NYU and has five years of professional experience. Allowing us to compete

flirtatiously. "Mr. Oakley, don't tell me you're ignoring me for your new lady

affectionately over her cheek. "Don't

mischief, "How about this- you finish these drinks and show me some Seafarer Designs

looked on

five large bottles of

of college and had never seen business conducted like this. Why did negotiating always seem to

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

picked up her glass of red wine and

Jonathan scoffed, eyebrow

really think a single

mood. If you can

The commotion drew attention.

gathered as people

she mustered her courage. "Mr. Oakley, Isadora's just one person. If she drinks any more, she'll faint. I work at Seafarer

shifted

and innocent, like a

split