Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 335

Deanna's expression froze, her brows knitting together. "What's that supposed to mean?" she demanded.

Victor walked over to the hospital bed and dropped casually into the chair beside it. He lowered his head, his gaze fixed on the phone in his hand, and the room fell quiet for a long moment.

"Yesterday, the old man just passed away," he finally said, his voice low. "I hadn't planned on bringing this up so soon."

He lifted his head, his dark eyes locking onto Deanna's with an unusual gravity. "Mother, I want to marry Isadora."

Deanna's pupils contracted in shock; for a moment, her face was beyond pale-it was ashen with fury.

Her voice trembled with anger. "You know your grandfather just died, and now you're trying to send me to my grave, is that it?"

"Fine. You're head of the Fitzgerald family now. You don't need my permission for anything, do you?"

By the end, Deanna's voice broke, tears welling in her eyes. "Listen to me, Victor.

end it right here in

gaze flickered. He pressed his fingers to his brow, weary. "There's no need for

my back and never interfered. I didn't care about those other women. But Isadora... I love

Victor had ever spoken

he was a boy, after losing his parents, he'd been thrust early

fleeting infatuation. But the jealousy and concern he'd felt for Isadora over the years? That was real. He

bitter laugh. "Love? Since when do people in our world marry for love? With your grandfather gone, your uncle Farrar has already flown back from Europe, ready to swoop in. Right now, your only concern should be protecting the Fitzgerald family—not chasing after some romance. If you hadn't refused

old man's hundred-day memorial, I hope you'll have come to your senses. I'm not asking for your blessing, Victor. I'm

eyes narrowed dangerously, his tone turning sharp. "As for Farrar... it's time I had a proper conversation

turned her face away, refusing to meet her son's

VIP hospital suite and dialed

Ring. Ring. Ring-

rang for a long time, but

respectful tone. "Mr. Fitzgerald, with Mr. Dorian's passing, there are reporters waiting for you at both the group headquarters and the estate. Also, the Fitzgerald Group's stock has been fluctuating. Many of the shareholders who built the company with your grandfather are