Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 254

Rowena's eyes dimmed for a moment before she forced a smile.

"Isadora, your Prince Charming really spoils you. We're lucky just to be in your orbit."

They arrived at the mall.

Nanette wasted no time, plucking several limited-edition dresses from the racks and disappearing into a fitting room.

Rowena, on the other hand, was much more reserved, standing awkwardly off to the side.

Nanette called over impatiently, "Rowena, hurry up and pick something! How often do we get to go shopping on our best friend's boyfriend's tab? We should enjoy it while it lasts!"

She turned to Kemp, "Is there a spending limit?”

Kemp shook his head, glancing at Isadora. "Mr. Fitzgerald said he just wants Miss Vaughan and her friends to have a good time."

Isadora sat on the plush sofa, letting her gaze skim over the rows of high-end designer dresses.

Each tag started at a small fortune—no less than twenty grand apiece.

She'd already noticed that the walk-in closet at Summit Crest Estates was packed with exclusive, fresh-off-the-runway pieces, so the urge to buy more was minimal.

and Rowena so happy

her phone and texted, "Why the sudden generosity-lunch, shopping spree, the

Victor replied almost instantly.

win over the

a reply, when

back in his chair with an easy, self-satisfied smile. "Did I do well?" he texted, as if fishing for

face. Thinking he was nailing his presentation, the director doubled down, enthusiasm bubbling over

at the boutique, Isadora blushed at Victor's

this on your own. I never asked you. Don't expect me to pay

eat a little more

*"That's it?"*

with a

could only roll her eyes at

designer bags, the

city's new hotspot-a glass-and-crystal wonderland filled with rare blooms

where waiters began serving dish after dish

urchin, wild ginseng with morel mushrooms, pheasant

a delicate bowl of peach resin

feast, estimating the bill would run into six figures. In the past, she might have shrugged it off,

time later, the suite