Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 277

A few moments passed.

Then a man's cold, deep voice echoed through the grand hall.

"And what if I refuse?"

Victor looked up, his dark eyes glinting with an icy indifference as he cast a chilling glance across the room. That look alone made Deanna feel as if the air itself pressed down on her shoulders.

In that instant, she realized-slowly, but unmistakably-that her grandson was no longer under anyone's control.

Dorian's health had long since forced him to step back from the family's affairs; in reality, he'd been on the sidelines for years. The responsibility to uphold the Fitzgerald family's order, discipline, and century-old traditions now fell squarely on her shoulders. She would not allow any unexpected variable to threaten the very foundation of the Fitzgerald legacy.

Deanna opened her mouth to speak, but her gaze inadvertently landed on the faint marks on Victor's neck. Her expression darkened at once.

this about that

up at her words, his gaze

was a woman steeped in tradition-conservative, proud, stubborn, and the staunchest enforcer of the Fitzgerald family's rigid rules. She would never permit a woman of questionable background to set foot in their home. That was precisely why Victor had gone out of his way to keep Isadora

name, and already Victor was growing this defiant,

serious with her. Her background, her manners, her breeding-they don't even hold a candle to Nannie Hayes.

narrowed, cold and sharp, his voice icy. "So you went behind my back to harass her, is

more Victor stood up for Isadora, the more Deanna's face hardened. Without a word, she

woman she is? She's clever, I'll give her that. She came to me, offered to trade you for money,

through it without the slightest concern. So that was

If she asked me,

went white-then somehow even

this far for