Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 294

But there was nothing she could do-right now, The Fitzgerald Group was her client, and she was just the contractor. That meant she had no choice but to sit quietly a short distance away and wait.

Suddenly, something seemed to go wrong. One of Victor's subordinates must have said the wrong thing. Across the room, Isadora heard Victor's low, cold grunt of disapproval. Even from where she sat, she could feel the tension in the air ramp up instantly.

She waited for almost half an hour before the meeting finally ended and the others filed out. Once they were gone, Isadora hesitated for a moment, then stood and made her way over to the seating area.

Victor lounged on the couch, not bothering to look up. His eyes stayed glued to the paperwork in his hands, as if he'd already forgotten she existed.

Isadora stood there a bit awkwardly, pressing her lips together and forcing herself into business mode. "Mr. Fitzgerald, on behalf of The Vaughan Group, I'd like to present our plans for the Global Project for next quarter."

his head again, turning to the next page of his file with those long, elegant fingers. The only sound in the room was the

this position, she would never have accepted that eight hundred million dollar investment from this man. Right now, all she wanted was to get out-away from him, away from this suffocating, awkward atmosphere, and away from the man who made her heart ache in

through when she realized Victor's attention had drifted from the documents to her. Leaning back, he rested his temple against his fingers and fixed

faltered for a split second, losing her train of thought. Finally, Victor spoke, voice cool and emotionless: "It's

up the phone and ordered lunch to be brought

head,

brow, his tone indifferent. "Well, I am. If you're not eating, you can just watch

side of Victor-arrogant, domineering, always putting himself first. But he hadn't always been like this with her. Once, he'd teased her, indulged her, made her feel special. Now, he was all business, her client scrutinizing and

left a bitter

plated dishes: steamed white fish, sautéed crab with ginger, grilled steak with bitter greens, poached shrimp, and a delicate chicken broth. Under normal circumstances, Isadora would have found the