Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 338

"Dad, if we can't come up with the money, the three of us will end up sleeping under a bridge. I'm just going to ask him for help, nothing more-I promise I won't do anything reckless."

Rowena would never have considered this path before.

But now, resentment, jealousy, and anger twisted in her chest like wild vines. She was desperate to turn her luck around.

*

Verdant Pavilion was one of the most exclusive lounges in Capitolion. Inside a private VIP suite, Preston lounged back carelessly on the leather sofa, a drink in one hand. Next to him sat Rowena, dressed in a little black V-neck cocktail dress. With a lascivious grin, Preston gave her a light slap on her backside. "Go on, sweetheart-pour a drink for the gentlemen."

Forcing down the nausea rising in her throat, Rowena mustered a brittle smile. She stood and glided gracefully around the table, offering drinks to each man in

turn.

Her dress was cut scandalously short, barely skimming the top of her thighs. Each time she bent slightly to pour, she revealed more than she wanted-deliberately designed, she realized bitterly, to put her on display.

The room was filled with top investors from Capitolion, each surrounded by beautiful women eager to please.

her exposed skin. He drained the glass she'd just poured, then licked his lips with slow appreciation. "Mr. Dunbar, this one's a real knockout. How'd

resting on his ample stomach, slipped off his expensive watch and tossed it carelessly down the front of Rowena's dress. The

Too bad-she's with

other men chuckled knowingly,

shudder at the icy

night, she told herself desperately. Just one

that moment, the suite door

his suit jacket and handed it to a waiting attendant before

fell momentarily silent

you could join

on, someone get

at the approaching women. His voice was flat and

with shame and embarrassment at

investment world. The entire evening was built around deals for the new southern development

have somewhere to be later," Victor announced, checking his watch. His gaze swept the room, pausing for the briefest instant on Rowena before moving on as if she were a