Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 439

Chapter 439

"Wait for me, I'll be right there."

Isadora flagged down a maid with a ponytail and asked where the storage room

was.

The maid pointed her in the right direction.

Isadora asked her to find two people to come along and help.

The ponytailed maid shot her a quick glance and nodded, then hurried off.

The storage building at Walsh Manor was a fair distance from the banquet hall, down a narrow path that twisted through the estate grounds.

Streetlights cast a dim, yellowish glow, the wind rattling the branches overhead. Compared to the bright, lively lights of the banquet hall, the path felt like another world-one shrouded in darkness and unease.

As Isadora walked further, the air grew colder, and the shadows deeper.

She spotted the warehouse ahead, its doors standing wide open.

Just as she was about to step inside, she hesitated, stopping short before the entrance.

Instead, she pressed herself to the wall nearby, waiting and listening.

Just in case something unexpected happened, she decided to send Victor a message.

her phone-only to realize she had

instincts prickled

to fall near the warehouse, of all places? And now, right as

it was safer to return to the party, find

She turned to leave.

terrified scream echoed out from inside the

clenched her jaw and rushed inside, setting her

the door, recognized Isadora's shadowy outline and let out a

thought I saw a ghost at the window-it scared me

across the cluttered, pitch-black room until it landed on Wendy, sprawled

out

but her ankle was twisted,

hurried over,

to help. Together,

for the exit,

haunted-feeling place

then slowly swung shut with a dull,

with panic. "What's going on? Is someone out there? We're locked in! Hello? Can someone open the

for her phone, but no matter what she tried, there

all.

wall, then hurried over and pounded on the door. Not a

all along. Someone wanted to

dawning on her face. Guilt washed

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