Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 441

Who could've guessed? The government's top brass handed the North District project straight to The Fitzgerald Group-no surprises there.

Truth was, The Fitzgerald Group had more than enough capital to develop the area on their own. But because of Victor's long-standing friendship with the Walsh family-mainly out of respect for Meade Walsh-he agreed to partner with Legacy National Bank.

For Legacy, it was like catching the crumbs falling from the king's table.

But even crumbs from this feast were nothing to scoff at! If the North District development succeeded, the profits would be enough to cover Legacy's annual earnings for the next three years.

Presley and Colby lifted their glasses in a toast to Victor, their faces flushed with excitement.

Victor stood tall and composed, his every movement exuding effortless class. He sipped his whiskey without much interest, his dark eyes sweeping over the ballroom. But Isadora was nowhere to be seen.

A faint frown creased his brow.

Just then, another crowd pressed in, glasses raised, all eager for the chance to toast Victor, to curry favor or at least be remembered.

Yet Victor, surrounded by flattery and reverence, barely acknowledged their presence. He didn't even bother to lift his gaze.

cool detachment-an unspoken warning that

out his phone, Victor

rang and

No answer.

the only reply was the cold,

being held up in the hills. There was no way

her phone was silent. Unless... something had

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whitening around his phone. He turned to the Walsh brothers, his voice like frost: "Get your

Victor was simply worried about his wife, tried to lighten the mood with a smile. "Mr Fitzgerald, I'm sure Mrs. Fitzgerald is just chatting with some friends. My wife does the same thing-once women start talking, they forget all

eyes, and the air in the room seemed to freeze

had been perfectly cordial; now, he looked like he could kill a man with

quickly recovered and rushed to call over the butler. "Find Mrs.

five or six staff members to sweep the

tried again, desperate to ease the tension. "Mr. Fitzgerald, don't worry. The estate has four reception halls-front, back, left, and right. Maybe

enjoying herself in