Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 320

Isadora finally had a free afternoon, so she joined him at a business management forum.

They had just finished listening to a keynote by a celebrated CEO.

Sitting beside her, Terrell Fawcett handed Isadora a glass of warm water. "Take a break-here, have some water."

“Thank you,” she replied, accepting the glass and taking a sip.

"I picked up a lot of practical ideas today about management styles," Isadora remarked. "It's been really useful."

Terrell watched her in profile, a gentle smile playing at his lips. "Not many women are as eager to learn as you."

She turned, raising an eyebrow. "Really? So what are the women you know like?"

Terrell wasn't exactly an authority on women. His first love had been passionate about dancing. As for business—Isadora was honestly the first woman he'd met who seemed interested in something as cold and calculated as commerce.

With a touch of meaning, Terrell teased, "Women ought to let men pamper them. Working yourself too hard isn't good."

Isadora grinned. "I don't really have a choice, do I? I can't very well let The Vaughan Group go down the drain on my watch."

darkening. "You're always so determined

over to the buffet. Terrell, ever attentive, filled a plate with desserts for

sugary sweetness was overwhelming she felt a wave

discomfort. "Not a

bit stuffy." "Do you want to get some fresh air? I'll go

organizer from the forum approached. "Mr. Fawcett, sorry to interrupt,

glancing at

smiled reassuringly. "It's fine, go ahead. I'll just step outside for

a gentle warning. "Alright, but don't wander

"I'm not a child,

short of grand, with conference rooms, banquet

would clear her head. Lately, nausea came on more easily than before.

two little boys burst out of a nearby hall, caught up

alone, one of the boys dashed behind her, using her as a human shield. "Bet you can't

unleashed a flurry of shots, plastic pellets pelting against Isadora's side a few stung more

stomach and tried to move away, but the boy behind her grabbed at her jacket and stubbornly held on. "You can't leave! Stand in front so he can't shoot

"I'm not here to play with you. Where are

"I told you not to leave! Hey, bro, let's just