Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 253

Nanette had just finished replying to a message from a brand rep when she heard voices and looked up.

"Oh, come on. He's just a jerk. Is he really worth your tears? Who knows how hard he's laughing at you behind your back," she said, her tone half teasing, half sincere.

Isadora took the bowl of fruit Nanette passed her, flashing a mischievous smile. “If we need relationship advice, I guess you're our resident expert, huh?"

The playful banter seemed to ease the tension. Rowena relaxed a little, sinking into the couch with a sigh.

"I know, I know. I just can't help wondering how I could have such terrible judgment. If I'd never met Abbott, maybe none of this would've happened."

Nanette cut straight to the heart of it. "But Rowena, you grew up totally different from me and Isadora. You had it easy-your parents spoiled you, treated you like a princess. You never had to deal with how ugly the real world can be, so, of course, it was easier for someone like him to fool you."

Rowena sniffled, a flicker of something crossing her face. "Isadora, thank you for today. And thank that... prince charming of yours for me, too."

Victor. Just the mention of his name piqued Nanette's interest all over again, especially after Isadora had hung up on her so abruptly the other day.

something

Abbott's incriminating files thanks to Victor. Otherwise, I never would've

glanced at Isadora, careful, a little hesitant. "So... what exactly is

arched a brow, grinning. "Please. He's totally your boyfriend, right? Why else would a guy like that-rich, powerful, untouchable-bother helping

hundred possible stories between Isadora and Mr. Fitzgerald, but somehow, this scenario had

in Capitolion. The Blaine family had once tried everything to

the Blaines had actually become close with the Fitzgeralds would she be a

total catch! He's got money, looks, and let's be honest, the man's got skills. And most important, he really cares about you. You have to

just smiled, sipping her wine

soft, almost

their confidence, their freedom. She envied them so much she had to hide

words and shot her a sidelong glance. Maybe it was just the time apart, but Rowena suddenly felt

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had taken a couple days off for

toward the parking lot. From a distance, they