Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 122

Isadora’s bright eyes flicked over to Victor as she smiled and teased, “I’m with the man I like—what, are you going to police that too?”

At the mention of “the man I like,” Victor’s expression shifted; his brows lifted just slightly, and the icy look on his face slowly melted away.

On the other end of the line, Magnus let out a derisive snort.

“The man you like—isn’t that me?”

Isadora laughed. “Wow, Magnus, your ego is something else. He’s actually a much better man than you could ever hope to be.”

Victor’s lips curved into the faintest hint of a smile as he picked up his glass and took a measured sip.

Magnus’ voice exploded through the phone, veins bulging in his neck. “Isadora, you’re just doing this to get under my skin, aren’t you? There’s no one in the whole of Capitolion better than me!”

Just then, Victor lifted his chin toward Isadora and extended a graceful hand, silently asking for the phone.

Isadora hesitated for a heartbeat, then placed it in his palm.

Victor took the phone, eyes half-lidded and lazy, a half-smirk playing at his lips.

“Magnus,” his voice drawled, arrogant and utterly unconcerned, “I’m that man—the one who’s better than you.”

The statement crackled through the phone, full of cool confidence.

Magnus froze, staring at his phone in disbelief.

That voice—familiar. And utterly infuriating.

His rival.

“Vi—Victor?”

Victor’s answer was cool, almost bored. “Satisfied now?”

Magnus’s words sounded like they’d been forced through clenched teeth. “Victor, you did this on purpose! Isadora, you fool, Victor’s only with you to spite me. Don’t believe a word he says—”

Victor’s tone turned icy, edged with threat. “Sorry, but from now on, stop bothering my girlfriend. Otherwise, the Fitzgerald Group’s legal team will be more than happy to cause you a little trouble.”

With that, he hung up.

Isadora blinked in surprise.