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 to

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

it, but the sugary sweetness was overwhelming she felt a wave

"Not a fan of the

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

"Mr. Fawcett, sorry to interrupt, but everyone would love to

hesitated, glancing

go ahead. I'll just

but don't wander too far. I'll come find you and drive

not a child,

hotel was nothing short of grand, with conference rooms, banquet

nausea came on

a nearby hall,

using her as a human shield. "Bet you can't get

unleashed a flurry of shots, plastic pellets pelting against Isadora's

her grabbed at her jacket and stubbornly held on. "You can't leave! Stand

here to play with you. Where

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