Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 242

Wendy finally felt vindicated as she saw the results-her earlier frustration melted away into pure relief.

Her intuition had been spot on.

Maybe last time, when the company's golden boy helped her and Isadora avoid that round of drinks, it could've been a coincidence.

But today? Today's decision was a clear, deliberate act of favoritism.

Wendy glanced at Isadora, her eyes sparkling with envy and admiration.

I wish I had a prince charming looking out for me, too...

"Isadora, Rowena-we won! We actually did it!"

Wendy couldn't hold back her excitement. "See? I told you there was foul play, but no one believed me! Now look-the truth is out. Seafarer Designs really is the

best!"

Abbott's expression darkened, his lips curving into a cold, bitter smile.

what if they'd won this round? He still had

toward Rowena, making his intentions

been mocking

the meeting adjourned, Jonathan rushed over to Victor,

Fitzgerald, I swear I had no idea Carlson was up to something. Our group has been absolutely

impatience, his voice heavy

seconds, Carlson was ushered back in to stand before

his head bowed so low it nearly touched his

through the silence, cold and razor-sharp.

froze, a chill running from his feet to his scalp,

back in his chair, then leaned forward, long fingers holding his phone, which he pressed beneath Carlson's chin,

of a smile played on Victor's lips. "Tell me about your so-called subjectivity. For instance,

Carlson could barely breathe-he felt like someone was squeezing the

in his eyes, and

I swear-I won't do it again! Please, just give me another chance. I'll

utterly lost. "You have two options: deal

jacket, and strolled out with