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.

you. Would

and she bit her

nodded, his smile

I'm not trying to pressure you. It's just-when I heard you were leaving, I couldn't help but say something. If

a little awkward.

not going to start avoiding me just because I confessed, are you? If so, I'll regret being so

get weird between them,

"Of course not."

hidden in the shadows, Rowena's eyes flashed with a wicked glint as

at that-Isadora's already found herself a new man! Why is she always so damn

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

to lure Isadora out. But Isadora had

sweetly she acted, Isadora completely ignored

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

Vaughan Manor.

sleek Maybach rolled to a stop at the

returning at

the car together. Terrell greeted her politely.

from head to toe: sharp gray suit, tall and straight posture, refined features,

"And you are...?"

President Terrell-I asked him for help tonight finding a new executive

reached into the trunk and

wasn't expecting to meet you tonight, ma'am, so I didn't have time to prepare

this small gift as

respect."