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Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 301
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Chapter 304 Julissa lifted her chin and, with an air of superiority, hooked her arm through Eric's. "Well, looks like dinner's off. Let's go, darling." Without another word, the two of them swept out of the room.

Deanna was so furious her head spun and her chest ached.

The butler hurried in from the foyer, steadying her just in tto keep her from collapsing.

"Victor! Do you have any idea how much damage you just did to the Fitzgerald family? You just handed over the GL Group's entire stake, just like that! If your grandfather heard about this, it'd kill him!" "And what about your uncle? We could've resolved everything with a simple marriage alliance, but you just had to turn it into a disaster!" Victor lounged in his chair, looking thoroughly unbothered. He finally stood up, his tone casual. "Grandmother, I told you-I'm not marrying for business. You just never listened." A flash of cold anger passed through Deanna's eyes. She shouted, "Don't tellthis is still about Isadora! Can't you see? That woman is just using you!" Victor didn't reply. He turned and walked out without looking back.

* Isadora stepped out of the restroom, washing her hands at the sink.

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From inside the stalls, she overheard waitresses whispering in hushed voices.

"Did you hear who's in the most luxurious private room tonight?" "Who?" "It's the Crown Prince of Capitolion! And that imposing foreigner with him? Turns out he's the prince's future father-in-law and mother-in-law!" "No way, the prince already has someone he's going to marry?" "All those high-society families arrange matches that keep them at the top.

Nothing surprising. I even looked it up online-the prince's fiancée's family is this old European dynasty, the LS Capital Holdings. Real old money!" "Oh wow, their wedding's going to be the event of the century. It's like a real-life fairy tale! I'm so jealous." "Jealous? First you'd have to win the birth lottery! You think just anyone gets to marry the Crown Prince?" Isadora finished washing her hands, only turning off the water when their gossip faded out.

Her fingers were red from scrubbing them too hard.

She kept her head down, her pale face unreadable, eyes fixed on the floor as she walked out.

She didn't notice the slight step ahead.

Her toe caught, and she stumbled forward, about to fall.

At the last moment, a strong arm wrapped firmly around her waist, pulling her up short. She found herself pressed against a solid chest.

The familiar scent of pine surrounded her.

Isadora looked up and found herself staring into a face so striking, it seemed almost unreal.

Victor's lazy, teasing voice echoed down the hallway. "What were you thinking about, walking around without watching where you're going?" Staring into Victor's deep eyes, Isadora felt a sharp ache in her chest-not overwhelming, but like a needle pressing somewhere she couldn't reach.

After a pause, she finally said, "Thank you." It was only then that she realized she was still in his arms. Isadora quickly pushed herself away.

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Victor noticed, the edge of his mouth quirking lazily, but said nothing.

He pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, tapped one out, and placed it between his lips. With a flick of his lighter, a blue-violet flflared, igniting the tip.

The glow of the cigarette highlighted the sharp planes of his face, making him seem almost unreal.

Victor took a slow drag, exhaling without hurry.

Isadora walked ahead, but couldn't help glancing back at him-talb m striking the profile of a statue cto life, wreathed in smoke. She couldn't stop herself from saying, "I heard you're getting married. Congratulations."

Victor's narrow eyes narrowed further, his gaze dark andunreadable. His tone was mocking. "Do you care?" Isadora heard the numbness in her own voice. "Does it matter if I do?"

Victor's eyes lingered on her, as if he could see right through her Stowly, he said, "If you said you cared, I'd call it off."