Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 347

Isadora stopped in her tracks. “Mom, what are you talking about?"

Eleanor shot her a look. "Trust me, I know what I'm seeing. That Terrell boy is polite, well-educated, and he's from the Fawcett family-a family known for generations of scholars. They'd never look down on you because of your background. If he really likes you, I think you should give it a try."

The more Isadora listened, the less comfortable she felt.

"Stop. Terrell and I aren't what you think. I don't like him like that."

Eleanor waved her off. "Oh, 'like'-what does that even matter? You liked Magnus

at first, then things got all complicated with Victor. But neither of those men

were... right for you..."

Eleanor suddenly realized she'd said too much.

She quickly backtracked. "Isadora, I'm sorry. I just don't want your life to be so hard, that's all."

response was firm. "Let's not talk about

luxury hotel, Preston rolled out

skin now joined by fresh, angry welts-red and raw to the

the past few days, whenever Preston had a spare moment, he'd summoned her for his own vicious release. And he never used the same method twice-first

few more nights like this, and she wasn't sure she'd

he was finished, he'd toss her a few thousand-barely enough to put a

made Rowena's stomach turn. The lingering smell on her skin only made her want

a sneer. "When are you going to get me that woman?

hard on her lip. She drew a shaky breath, then mustered a brittle smile as she turned around. "Mr. Dunbar, it won't be fong now. Just

*

Evening.

followed the address Wendy had texted her and

and walked a short distance before

a private dining room, she spotted Wendy and greeted her with a smile. "Why'd you pick this place?

a little uneasy, forcing a laugh. "Don't let the looks fool you-the food here is

up this meeting with Isadora. She wanted to apologize, to plead her

Rowena's tearful pleas wore her down-she argued that et even