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."

gaze darkening. "You're

over to the buffet. Terrell, ever attentive,

sweetness was overwhelming she

discomfort. "Not a fan of

her head lightly. "It's not that. The air in here just feels a bit stuffy." "Do you want to get some fresh air? I'll go with you,"

approached. "Mr. Fawcett, sorry to interrupt, but

hesitated, glancing at

"It's fine, go ahead. I'll just step

warning. "Alright, but don't wander too far. I'll come find you and drive you

laughed. "I'm not a child,

hotel was nothing short of grand, with conference rooms, banquet halls, suites, a pool, and a bar-all under one

a short walk would clear her head. Lately, nausea came on more easily than before. By

a nearby hall, caught up

behind her, using her as a human shield.

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

the boy behind her grabbed at her jacket

play with you. Where are your

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