Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 229

Carla sat on the other side of the glass, clutching the phone in trembling hands. Her voice broke as she pleaded, “Pearl, you've finally come to see your mother."

A flicker of hatred passed through Pearl's eyes.

She dug her nails deep into her palm, fighting the wave of nausea that rose in her chest. There was no way she could ever accept this pathetic woman as her mother.

Her mother-her only real mother-was Eleanor.

If Carla hadn't raised Isadora, none of this would have happened. Isadora never would have returned to the Vaughan family.

Pearl should still be the cherished heiress of the Vaughan Group, the beloved daughter of Eleanor and Richard-their little Pearl.

But now, she had been thrown out of the Vaughan family in disgrace, more lost and humiliated than she'd ever been. The girls she once called friends-all from the city's wealthiest circles—now shunned her, giving her a wide berth as if her misfortune might be contagious.

Prescott Vaughan still sent her some money, but life now was nothing like before. The difference was night and day.

She'd tried again and again to beg Eleanor and Richard for forgiveness, but they refused to see her.

Desperate and out of options, Pearl finally remembered Carla.

around revealed that Carla was

that's why Pearl had

"Thanks to your daughter

Vaughans adored you! Why would

don't you tell me? Since you were the one who swapped me and Isadora at birth, why didn't you just get rid of her? Or disappear as far away as possible? Why did

thought the Vaughans' love for Pearl was unshakeable. All those years of scheming to pave

never imagined things would end up like

I promise, I'll help you

*

Richard was away, Isadora would visit

improved. Several jewelry consultants were spread out in the living room, displaying the latest seasonal

"Isadora, come see if there's

to wear to charity galas and parties. Pearl was always the one sitting at her side, trying on necklaces

strangely out of place, her interest faint at

jewelry consultants smiled. "Miss Vaughan, the sapphire bracelet you're wearing is worth more

Isadora's wrist. The sapphires gleamed, each

hand dismissively. "That'll be all for today.

glittering jewels, carefully returning each piece

picked up