Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 462

"Miss Vaughan, you and Mr. Fitzgerald come from such different worlds-aren't you worried being Victor's 'wife' won't be all it's cracked up to be?"

Isadora didn't answer.

Nanette quickly reached out to block the swarm of microphones shoved in their faces.

God, these reporters were insufferable. Always desperate for any juicy headline to boost their magazine sales. Here she stood, a famous actress, and they looked right through her as if she were invisible. Clearly, being the wife of Capitolion's wealthiest man was the real prize-everyone envied her, everyone wanted a piece of her story.

A team of security guards swept in, forcing back the gossip-hungry reporters and escorting Isadora and Nanette safely into the banquet hall.

Tonight, Isadora was supposed to attend the charity gala on behalf of The Vaughan Group. But the moment the association saw her name on the guest list, they'd automatically arranged for her to sit front and center as "Mrs. Fitzgerald.”

Nanette worried that the reporters' questions had gotten under Isadora's skin. "Don't pay attention to them, Isadora. You'd be doing yourself a favor if you never listened to another word they say."

Isadora had braced herself for all this ever since Victor publicly announced their engagement. Choosing to be with him meant she'd have to face endless scrutiny and speculation. These interviews were nothing new.

Don't

with everyone calling you 'Mrs. Fitzgerald' left and right, I almost forgot your

forehead. "Don't remind me. If I hear 'Mrs. Fitzgerald'

him at all. Let Victor wait around and stew for a while. You have no idea-sometimes I

Isadora stifled a laugh.

it came to her. But considering she'd come so close to death recently, she'd chalked it up to trauma and let him have his

ridiculous. You're

not even married yet and

looped her arm through Nanette's and soothed her, "Come on, you

eyebrow, waving her phone playfully. "Good. I just recorded that. If Victor ever glares at me

She really wanted to

their way to the front

group of high-society ladies, Olivia at her side, both of them all smiles and