Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 402

Virgil and Kathie watched in growing panic, their voices rising in unison. "Get a doctor! Hurry, get the doctor!"

Several of the family physicians, alerted by the commotion, rushed in at once.

They administered a sedative to Deanna.

Only then did she calm down a little, though her speech was gone; all that remained was a single clouded eye, fixed unblinking on the space ahead.

Virgil and Kathie were so furious they felt their blood pressure spike, as if they might burst a blood vessel at any moment.

Virgil took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. He turned to Victor, his voice thick with emotion. "Victor, she's your grandmother. She never left your side when you were sick—she took care of you every minute. If you really listen to this woman and lock up your own grandmother, do you have any sense of decency left?"

Kathie jumped in, her words tumbling out in support. "That's right, Victor! Aunt Deanna has always been the heart of this family. Everyone respects her-how could she ever bear such humiliation? If Uncle were still here, he'd never let her be treated like this!"

Isadora watched the pair with cold indifference, her gaze lofty and unbothered.

Let them feel what it's like to face humiliation and helplessness for the rest of their lives.

She turned, preparing to say something more to Victor.

room, icy

exactly as Mrs. Fitzgerald said. No one is to let Deanna leave her room without

They collapsed into their chairs, blood running cold with shock and

present bowed their heads even lower, not

that moment, everyone

had truly changed hands. There

room in the house, the door shut firmly behind her.

politely "escorted" out of

the stretched Rolls

Virgil sat in the back seat, their faces twisted

drawn-almost monstrous in their

her fists and pounded the center console again and again, eyes

lieve

managed to imprison Aunt Deanna! Are wereally supposed to just stand by while

up in that woman's hands, I can't accept it. I'd rather see it go to our

accept it? So what? You know what Victor is like. He's

but they both

wilted, her anger giving way to