Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 104

Until Isadora was nearly breathless.

Suddenly, a series of knocks echoed at the door to Victor’s office.

Snapping back to reality, Isadora’s face flushed a deep crimson. In a panic, she pushed the man in front of her away and immediately lowered her head. At some point, the top button of her blouse had come undone.

This insufferable man!

She hastily fastened the button and tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear.

Victor, who had been standing off to the side, didn’t even bother to look up. He drawled, “What are you so nervous about? No one’s brave enough to barge in.”

Isadora shot him a glare with her beautiful eyes.

If word got out…

The president of Fitzgerald Holdings locked in his office for hours with a woman, not even answering when someone knocked—people would say she was desperate.

Victor couldn’t have cared less. Whoever was interrupting him right now had to be a fool.

But knowing Isadora would be uncomfortable, he casually straightened his suit and shirt, then strode over to the door.

He opened it, his tall, broad frame filling the doorway.

Standing outside was Orion Fitzgerald, grinning from ear to ear. Orion was Victor’s cousin, and director of the Fitzgerald Group’s project development team.

Earlier, when Orion had returned from the Eastside construction site, he passed the reception desk and overheard the staff gossiping. Curious, he slowed down and caught a few juicy tidbits.

To his surprise, the subject was Victor.

Apparently, Victor had personally called the reception hotline and asked for a woman to be sent up.

Orion arched an eyebrow. That wasn’t like his cousin at all—Victor had always been notorious for his aloofness, especially since returning from abroad. Even among his friends, women flocked around them like moths to a flame, but Victor remained detached. He was a notorious neat freak, never showing the slightest interest in women. He wouldn’t even let a strand of hair touch him, let alone allow anyone close.

There was that infamous incident—a woman once tried to cozy up to Victor while he lounged on the sofa. He hadn’t hesitated to kick her across the room, leaving a scene so disastrous that no woman dared approach him for a long time after.

So Orion’s curiosity was truly piqued. Who was this woman who’d managed to get into Victor’s office?

Coincidentally, Orion had a document that needed Victor’s signature. Eager for a glimpse, he hurried up.

Now, with Victor blocking the doorway, Orion couldn’t see a thing inside. He craned his neck to the left, then to the right, trying to sneak a peek.