Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 237

That afternoon, Isadora, Rowena, and Wendy arrived at Oakley Construction for the results of the Horizon Architects project bid.

Wendy was practically buzzing with excitement, eager to share every bit of insider info she'd picked up over the past few days. "There were fifteen design firms in the running, but they're only choosing three to supply blueprints. I have faith in you, Rowena!" She grinned, nudging Rowena's arm. "Plus, since the Horizon Architects project is tied to several of Capitolion's biggest resorts and funded by major stakeholders, their decisions will be by the book. No need to worry about anyone cheating their way in."

Despite Wendy's optimism, Rowena couldn't shake her nerves. Back when she'd studied abroad, she'd handled plenty of high-profile design cases and was even voted "Most Promising Designer" more than once. But ever since returning home and getting hit with setback after setback, she wasn't as bold or confident as she used to be.

A smartly-dressed assistant from the King Group led the trio into an opulent conference room. By the time they entered, the place was already packed; the only seats left were near the back.

Up front, Abbott lounged in his chair with his legs crossed, projecting effortless arrogance. When he spotted them, he shot the women a sneer that made Rowena's blood boil. She clenched her fists, fighting the urge to march up and knock that smug look off his face.

can't believe that jerk showed

steadying breath, her jaw set. "The Blaine family used to be one of the top three design firms in Capitolion—until Abbott stole it from us. He even changed

in silent support. "We'll build something even greater together. One day, we'll make the Blaine name

her. She excused herself to the restroom

when she stepped back into the hallway, Abbott was waiting for her. He flicked away a cigarette as she approached, not bothering to

"That look in your eyes, Rowena. You

a piece of trash, Abbott." He smirked, his tone dripping with mockery. "Insult me all you want. Weren't you the one who used to say you couldn't live without me? That if you lost me, your

eyes burned red. "I'd rather lose my sight than

head and laughed cruelly. "Your precious Blaine family always looked down on people like us. Time for you to feel what it's like at the bottom. My father was one of