Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 374

Rowena was shrouded head to toe in black: a long coat, tailored pants, dark sunglasses, even the silk scarf wrapped around her face was jet black. Not a single detail was out of place-she was enveloped in shadow, utterly meticulous.

Led by a housekeeper, she walked steadily into the vast living room of Fitzgerald Mansion, her footsteps muffled by the plush carpet.

The space was enormous, almost cathedral-like. Dozens of staff members stood silently at every entrance, perfectly aligned. The solemn atmosphere was so palpable that it made anyone instinctively straighten their spine.

At the head of the room sat an imposing elderly woman, regal and commanding, her presence impossible to ignore.

Rowena removed her sunglasses and the dark scarf, bowing politely. "Good afternoon, Mrs. Fitzgerald."

Deanna raised a frosty eyebrow, her gaze cool as she regarded Rowena. "What brings you here?"

A strange, sly smile curled on Rowena's lips. "Deanna, we have a common enemy."

Deanna said nothing, but her sharp eyes fixed on Rowena, scrutinizing her.

"Oh?" Deanna's tone was flat. "And what do you propose?"

A flicker of wild determination flashed in Rowena's eyes. "I need your help. If you'll assist me, I can drive Isadora away from Mr. Fitzgerald once and for all. She'll never trouble you again."

Deanna considered this, then shot a cryptic look at the butler. He understood at once and quietly dismissed all the staff from the room.

Deanna's expression softened into a slight smile as she beckoned Rowena closer. "I do enjoy talking with clever people. Come, let's discuss."

Rowena understood-Deanna was giving her a chance.

stepped forward, leaning in to whisper her plan

up and stepped back. "No matter how this turns out, I hope you'll give me

spiraled out of control. She hadn't counted on someone rescuing Isadora at the last moment. All her careful plotting had come

only was Preston's crew after her, but Victor's people

wind up a

bitterly. If she was going down, she'd make sure no one

off easy.

*

Vaughan Enterprises.

Conference room.

team, deep

her assistant,

edged with impatience. "What is it? We're in

looked uneasy, urgency plain on his

"President Vaughan,

chaos on

website right now!"

"What happened?"

so many eyes on him, Inman hesitated for a moment, then

his phone to Isadora."y

need to see this."

table, executives began pulling out