Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 301

Prescott had just been thrown out.

A wave of murmurs rippled through the crowd, everyone watching to see how Terrell would handle the situation with the Vaughan Group.

Terrell took the microphone from the host, his gentle eyes flicking briefly to Isadora.

When Isadora caught the reassuring look he sent her way, her nerves settled just a little.

But Terrell quickly looked away, addressing the audience once more.

"Our association is celebrating its 50th anniversary this year. From the very beginning, our goal has been friendly exchange and mutual growth. Over the years, we've become a benchmark in the industry. It's that openness and willingness to embrace new ideas that's allowed us to flourish."

"As for what just happened-this is ultimately a matter for the Vaughan Group to resolve internally. It's not our place to interfere or make hasty judgments."

With Mr. Fawcett's word, the crowd relaxed. The commotion faded, the drama slowly losing its sting.

Janet, Isadora's assistant, finally hurried back.

She kept her head down and spoke softly, "I'm sorry, President Vaughan-I wasn't able to call security in time."

her a long, meaningful

scenes. But Isadora had forgiven her, remembering how Janet had been fresh out of college when she first

"Starting today, you don't need to follow

stared at her, stunned. "President Vaughan, you're firing me just because

really want me to

took it to the Fitzgerald Group to pitch for

hadn't expected Isadora to bring up something from so long ago. Back then, she'd just graduated—she hadn't wanted to get involved in the Vaughan family's

the worst kind of boss-holding grudges, pretending to let things go, only to

and stormed off,

found Terrell across the

finally alone, then crossed the room to

Fawcett, thank you for what you did

meeting her

Prescott's outburst,

then and

help asking, "Why did

gentle smile that put people at ease. "President

blinked, studying him more

lean, graceful face. His eyes, behind his glasses, were deep but approachable, his skin smooth and fair-a true gentleman, refined and soft-spoken. Unlike Victor, whose looks were sharp and striking, Terrell's presence was understated. Still, if she'd met a man