Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 346

"You've already helped me so much, Mr. Fawcett."

Terrell's eyes were gentle and deep as they rested on her, a soft smile curving his lips.

"There you go being formal again," he teased lightly. "I told you before-drop the 'Mr. Fawcett,' didn't I? If you don't mind, call me Terrell."

Isadora hesitated, caught off guard.

She'd rarely met a man quite like him.

Polished.

Charming.

Remarkably poised.

Ever since she'd met Terrell, he'd been unfailingly kind and courteous to everyone, never condescending or arrogant about his background. So at first, she hadn't thought much of it.

But now, her sixth sense-the kind only women have started whispering in her

ear.

She took a small sip of warm water.

"Everyone else calls you Mr. Fawcett. I think I'll just stick with that-it's a perfectly fine name."

Terrell's gaze lingered on her, searching and steady.

Would

her glass, and she bit her lip.

nodded, his smile

just-when I heard you were leaving, I couldn't help but say something. If

a little

start avoiding me just because I confessed, are you? If so, I'll regret being

weird between them, especially since she

"Of course not."

eyes flashed with a wicked glint as she watched the

found herself a new man! Why is

get you into Preston's bed-once you're soiled-let's see if

lure Isadora out. But Isadora had blocked

sweetly she acted, Isadora

no other option, Rowena had resorted to following her-she needed to know her movements

Vaughan Manor.

rolled to a stop

happened to be returning at that

car together. Terrell greeted her politely. "Good

him over from head to toe: sharp gray suit, tall and straight posture, refined features, and an air of quiet

"And you are...?"

"This is President Terrell-I asked him for help tonight finding a new

into the trunk and took out

wasn't expecting to meet you tonight, ma'am, so

this small gift

respect."