Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 322

Isadora: ".

Is this supposed to be a war?

And somehow, they're still united.

A brawl?

The elderly woman, leaning on her age as a shield, planted herself firmly between her son and grandson, arms spread wide.

"If you dare raise a hand, you'll have to go through these old bones first!"

Isadora couldn't help but step forward, tugging gently at Victor's sleeve. "Let's just let it go."

Victor barely lifted his eyelids, his gaze settling on Isadora's pale hand gripping his sleeve. He drawled, "And if I hadn't shown up? What if they'd already hurt my daughter? Then what?"

Isadora was speechless.

Even if he hadn't come, she'd already been ready to grab a broom and fight back.

She caught Victor's intense stare, fixed on her hand, and quickly let go of his sleeve, suddenly self-conscious.

Baily's face had gone ashen. He ground his teeth. "Mom, what are you doing? Get out of the way, stop making a scene. That's the main investor in my company!"

woman only grew

he can't hit you. I'm an old lady-let's see if he dares lay

up in excitement. "Grandma, you're the best! Dad, you're

so?" Victor's tone

a shot, the barrel aimed right at

"Ah!"

hadn't expected him to actually do it. With a wail, she

Somebody! This man shot an old lady! I can't get up-help me,

commotion quickly drew a crowd from around the hotel. The manager

didn't even flicker. His voice was cold, each

doctor. Wouldn't want you saying

gun again at her arm and fired a second

is it

"Or somewhere else?"

cleanly into

the old woman's tears were real-from pain as much as

didn't you? This man is a monster-he attacked a helpless old lady! Call the police! Son, get our lawyer-I'm going to sue him for everything he's

was sweating bullets, caught between his raging mother and his

for mercy, maybe this all would have blown

Now? Disaster.