Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 302

He was in a foul mood, so he headed to a restaurant for a drink.

This wasn't just any restaurant-it was the one he'd bought for Winnie, simply because she'd once mentioned loving a particular dish here.

As he walked in, he overheard staff chatting about a young woman who'd reserved the entire place to celebrate her boyfriend's birthday.

It was rare, he thought, to see such devotion.

Curious, he glanced over.

The table was laid out with an impressive spread, but the woman's boyfriend never showed. Her slender frame and the sadness in her posture lingered in his mind—perhaps because he, too, knew what it felt like to be let down.

Maybe that's why the memory stuck with him.

"I never expected you'd become President Vaughan. Keep going-you've got this."

That encouragement felt almost like the kind of praise a teacher would give.

Isadora couldn't help but break into a bright smile. "Thank you.”

Terrell found himself staring, his gaze deepening. He couldn't help but say, "You have a beautiful smile."

Isadora felt a little embarrassed at the compliment.

Terrell smoothly changed the

mall is facing some big changes right now. I actually know someone

Anyone who got close

already helped me so much today. I'd hate to trouble you

you really feel that way, maybe President

Two days later.

Capitolion's most prestigious restaurants, a table by the antique window awaited

expert in the field-Mr. Allerton, a man in his early fifties with over two decades of experience

Mr. Allerton shared his

meal, Allerton's phone rang. Something urgent came up, and he had to

been hoping to hear more of

at Allerton. "Mr. Allerton, since you have to run off today, how about making it up to us by visiting The Vaughan Group sometime? You could share more of your wisdom

the industry. Many corporations had tried to win him over, but he rarely accepted invitations. This time, he'd only agreed because Terrell had

"Since Terrell insists,

face lit up with delight. "Thank you so

influence that had made this meeting

Fawcett, thank you for

was gentle. "President Vaughan, do you know what

Isadora looked puzzled. "What?"

"It's 'thank you.""

blinked, a