NovelUSAChapter 116 Isadora let out a cold laugh, her eyes sharp as blades. "Save it, Magnus. We're done. I can land M Boutique for The Vaughan Group on my own." On the other end, Magnus's voice softened, unusually gentle. "Isadora, I'm just trying to help. You don't have to be so harsh." "Help me?" she scoffed.
"Magnus, you wired a million dollars to Elise just a minute ago, and now you want to help me? Spareyour kind of 'help' is the last thing I need." Magnus's brow furrowed.
How did she know he'd sent Elise that money? But the way Isadora snapped at him, refusing any help, made him wonder-was she upset because of Elise? Did she actually care about what he did? "Isadora, are you jealous?" "Jealous?" Isadora sounded like she'd just heard the world's most ridiculous joke.
"Why would I be jealous of you? I just think your two-faced, have-your-cake-and- eat-it ways are pathetic. I never realized you were this kind of person. No- actually, I was just blind before!" With that, she hung up on him.
She didn't want to waste another word.
How could she have loved this man for five years? She must have been out of her mind.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMagnus stared at his phone, the call abruptly ended.
He tried calling back, but all he got was the endless, hollow ring.
Isadora had blocked him-again.
Magnus's eyes darkened as he stared at the silent phone.
He had no idea how she'd found out about the money for Elise.
But from the way she just spoke to him, did that mean she still cared? A hint of satisfaction crept over him.
* Isadora sat behind the wheel, her chest tight with anger.
She blocked Magnus's number without hesitation.
Even if M Boutique chose another mall in the end, she would never go crawling back to him.
Just then, her phone rang again.
She assumed Magnus had switched numbers to try her again.
Without even checking the screen, she picked up and snapped, "Stop calling me! Even if The Vaughan Group loses M Boutique, we don't need your help!" "Excuse me?" The voice was familiar, but this one carried a deep, lazy warmth-smooth and just a touch seductive.
Isadora froze. That wasn't Magnus.
She glanced at the screen. It was Victor.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"What's up?" Victor stood by the floor-to-ceiling window in his office, one hand in his pocket, gazing out over the shimmering skyline of Havenport. "Who got you so riled up?" All at once, Isadora's bravado vanished, replaced with a hint of guilt. "Nobody. Just...sannoying person." After a few encounters, she'd picked up on the fact that Victor seemed to mind Magnus's existence. Maybe it was just one of those possessive things men had.
Victor raised an eyebrow, his voice easy and languid. "If someone that boring can get under your skin, is something wrong?" "It's just work. Company stuff," Isadora replied, eager to change the subject. "Why did you call?" This was, after all, the first tVictor had ever phoned her.
She found herself oddly nervous.
"Do I need a reason to call you?"
His voice was so relaxed, so smooth, it was almost enough to make her blash just listen just listening. As that wickedly handsface flashed across her mind his half-smile, the glint in his eyes-Isadora quickly tried to compose herself.
"That's not what I meant, I just..." "Have dinner withtonight."
"Uh..." Isadora thought for a second-she didn't have any plans-so she answered, "Alright." "You don't want to?" "No, that's not it." She was just still getting used to all this.
"Sky Dining. I'll send a driver for you later." He hung up.
NO Victor turned from the window, his stride long and easy as he crossed to his desk. He tapped his phone against the polished surface, thinking for a moment, a small, thoughtful smile playing on his lips.
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