Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 233

The next morning.

Isadora arrived at the design firm and went straight to her office.

Wendy blinked, hurried after her, and poked her head around the doorway.

"Isadora, you look exhausted! That thunderstorm last night really rattled you, didn't it?"

Slumped in her chair, Isadora barely managed a response. "Just had a nightmare, that's all."

Truth was, she'd hardly slept at all.

She'd tried every trick to drift off, but sleep had abandoned her completely.

Wendy clucked her tongue sympathetically. "Oof, sounds like that nightmare really did a number on you. You've got the biggest dark circles—I swear, you look like a raccoon."

Isadora pulled a compact out of her tote and glanced at her reflection.

She nearly jumped her face was so pale she looked like a ghost in a horror movie.

With a sigh, she dabbed on some foundation, covering up the evidence of her sleepless night.

to look like death warmed over; she had several important client

she showed up looking like this, the meetings would probably go nowhere. Seafarer Designs' biggest challenge was their lack of

competition, but nearly

Rowena was focused on drafting designs, while Isadora took every potential client meeting she could, hoping to drum up more business for the

barely had a moment to think

got back to Summit Crest Estates at night, Victor

home, he'd

texts, Isadora could only smirk

never bothered to ask where he was

whim, changed his name in her phone

office, Wendy had been putting in overtime for days-her face looked as drawn as old

into Isadora lately; it was like her boss was hell- bent on cramming a year's worth of work into a single week, and Wendy,

exhaustion was aging her decades—she felt like she was wilting before

evening, Wendy couldn't help

meeting with clients non-stop. You should really get some rest. Working this late every night is just going to kill our productivity tomorrow, you

Isadora realized it was nearly eight

"All right, go home. Let's call it a

Crest Estates, Isadora realized her period had

crawled into bed early, but sleep