Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 276

Deanna let out a weary sigh.

"After your grandfather woke up, he was finally starting to recover. But once he heard about your uncle's latest stunt, he got all worked up again. The doctor says he can't take any more shocks, or things could get much worse."

Victor pushed open the door and stepped inside.

Dorian lay in the massive bed, surrounded by medical equipment—heart monitor, ventilator, even a full set of surgical tools nearby. In the adjoining room, five top specialists stood ready for any emergency.

Nearly eighty, Dorian's hair was thin and white, but even now, the aura of his younger, legendary self lingered on his face.

At the sound of the door, he opened his eyes slowly.

A nurse hurried over, raising the head of the bed so he could see better.

Dorian's gaze was still sharp as ever. He fixed it on Victor, his voice old yet commanding: “How did things go in Europe?"

"No issues," Victor replied coolly.

me to fall, hoping for a comeback. If I hadn't gone soft and spared him years ago, we wouldn't be

barely finished the sentence before a fit of

help him take a sip of

empire, really, with

dealing the Fitzgerald Group a brutal blow to

even look up, his voice cold as ice. "Don't worry.

a wry smile flickering at the corner of

better take care of yourself, old man. If you're gone, there's no telling

brat!" Dorian snapped, though a faint trace of pride

in his days at Oxford, had founded X Capital Ventures and made a name for himself on Wall Street. If Victor hadn't returned to take the helm, his own business empire might have even eclipsed the Fitzgeralds. Now, Dorian could feel age dragging him down-one foot

joined by marriage. This year, you and Ms. Lennox should set a date. That way,

narrowed, his expression unreadable.

to speak, a gentle hand landed on

see Deanna by his

distant—though it was clear he was irritated. He crossed his legs and reached for a teacup on the

was legendary. Only the finest leaves and the most exquisite porcelain

little care, his gaze cool as he glanced at the maid