Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 230

Eleanor clutched her pearl necklace, her heart aching even more as she looked at Isadora.

"Isadora, I've decided to make a statement and cut all ties with Pearl. Whatever happens to her from now on—whether she lives or dies—she's no longer part of the Vaughan family."

Isadora's response was cool and detached. "That's your decision to make."

"Let's not talk about her anymore," Eleanor said, forcing a smile before changing the subject. "Tell me, is that bracelet from the Fitzgerald heir?"

Isadora glanced at her wrist. She had gotten so used to wearing it lately, she barely noticed it anymore. "Yeah," she admitted.

Eleanor's tone grew concerned. "Isadora, I know I have no right to pry, but how does he treat you?"

Isadora thought of the three-month deadline he'd given her that morning.

Before she could answer, Eleanor continued, "Your father is ambitious-always hoping you'd marry up. I've come to realize that background and connections aren't everything. All I want is for you to be with someone who truly loves you."

She sighed. "The Fitzgerald family is so complicated. Honestly, I worry you'll get hurt if you really join their world."

Isadora frowned. "It's too soon to talk about that. Victor and I barely know each other."

Eleanor could tell Isadora didn't want to discuss it further, so she let it go.

Just then, Prescott came home.

room, he pretended not to see her and headed straight upstairs without

her patience wearing thin. "How can you be so cold to your

her a frosty glare. "She's

Prescott, don't bother calling me your mother,"

flushed. "Mom, don't let her fool you. Just because she landed the Fitzgerald heir, you and Dad treat her like she's the golden child! Can't you see me at all? Even

hardened. "I don't care about the company. But from now

Fuming, Prescott stomped upstairs.

sigh. There was nothing she

Isadora. The forecast says there's going to be a terrible storm tonight-why don't you stay

shook her head. "That's all right. I'll be

over to comfort Eleanor. "Give it time, ma'am. Miss Isadora

*

to Summit

the house remained shrouded

been coming home late a

and orderly. The cleaning staff came during the day, but, perhaps to help her feel more at home, they always

and Victor truly did

to

vegetables and seasonal fruits were stacked neatly on the

pulled out a few ingredients

broken up, she hadn't cooked at all-not even