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.

really like you. Would you consider giving me a

her glass, and

nodded, his smile

trying to pressure you. It's just-when I heard you were leaving, I couldn't help but say something. If I've made you uncomfortable, just pretend I never brought

dinner, Isadora felt a little awkward.

start avoiding me just because I confessed, are you? If

things to get weird between them, especially since

"Of course not."

with a wicked glint as she watched

a new man! Why is

you're soiled-let's see if men still line up

been scheming to lure Isadora out. But Isadora had

how sweetly she acted,

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

Vaughan Manor.

sleek Maybach rolled to

returning at that very

and Isadora stepped out of the car together. Terrell

to toe: sharp gray suit, tall and straight posture,

"And you are...?"

asked him for

and took out

you tonight, ma'am, so I didn't have time

this small gift as a

respect."