Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 474

Isadora sent the screenshot to Nanette.

Nanette replied almost immediately.

"Thumbs up! Your man's really something!"

Smiling faintly, Isadora exited the chat and kept scrolling.

It didn't take long before she came across another headline about The Fitzgerald Group the annual shareholders' conference.

She tapped on a video.

The main entrance of The Fitzgerald Group headquarters was swarmed with people.

At the front of the crowd, a young male reporter in a crisp white shirt stood holding a microphone, broadcasting live.

"This is The Fitzgerald Group's annual shareholders' meeting. As the wealthiest corporation in Capitolion and a powerhouse on the global stage, their financial report has sweeping implications for markets around the world. Let's see what this year's numbers bring."

The camera panned across the main gates.

One luxury car after another pulled up in a seemingly endless procession. Shareholders began to arrive, all with serious, almost grim expressions.

A row of burly security guards stood in perfect formation, holding the press and

media at bay, keeping the entrance clear and the scene orderly.

It was obvious that today's event was both grand and fraught with tension.

Suddenly―

A sharp screech of brakes shattered the tense atmosphere.

driver, slammed the brakes. The Rolls-Royce

looking down

force sent her lurching forward, nearly throwing her off balance.

around in his seat, eyes

sorry, I'm so sorry-a car just cut in front of us,

slightly dizzy head, Isadora steadied

with such a harsh stop, the ride

looked as though he might burst into tears-pretty impressive for a man

I've been driving for the Fitzgeralds for over twenty years. Nothing like this has ever happened before-honestly, it wasn't my fault, that car just swerved out of nowhere. Please, ma'am,

window at the car that had just

really did seem like just a reckless

won't

Nash's face. He looked as if he might fall to his knees

ma'am, thank you! You're

restarted the engine, this

but an uneasy feeling lingered in

Then-

Her phone chimed.

photo flashed onto the

it was a work message. Ever since her illness, she'd

on company business.

thought, she swiped

photo filled

caught in a

in the photo was

Mansion's private wing, Victor lounged lazily on the sofa,

his head, his eyes shaded