Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 141

But now, before the man had even been dealt with, they were already threatening to punish her by making her take off her dress.

How was she supposed to survive in Capitolion after this?

Scales’ lips twitched in disbelief.

“She’s only got that one dress. If she takes it off, do you want her to stand here naked? What do you expect Magnus to do—just look the other way?”

A cold, mocking glint flashed in Nanette’s eyes as she let out a derisive laugh.

“Magnus’s reputation? Magnus, I’ve been meaning to ask—what exactly is going on between you and Elise?”

Magnus frowned.

There was nothing between him and Elise, but he certainly didn’t want her forced to undress in front of everyone.

Nanette’s tone dripped with ridicule. “Are you two a couple? If you can look Isadora in the eye and say you’re together, I’ll let Elise off the hook.”

Isadora thought, Why does he need to look at me and say that?

Elise’s only hope now was Magnus. She desperately wished he’d speak up for her.

She really didn’t want to take off her dress, and in this room, only he could save her.

Her eyes grew wet, shimmering with unshed tears as she stared at Magnus, stricken with fear and shame.

Magnus looked at Isadora’s cold, unyielding face.

He opened his mouth to speak, but for a moment, he couldn’t find the words.

Nanette, confident she’d won, pressed on.

“So you’re not a couple. Which means she can go ahead and strip.”

Scales protested, “Are you listening to yourself?”

“Just before, Isadora lost a bet and owned up to it. No one acted like this. Now it’s Elise’s turn and suddenly it’s different?”

The room fell silent, no one wanting to stick their neck out for Elise—after all, she wasn’t close to any of them.

And, to be honest, half the men there wouldn’t mind seeing a beautiful woman exposed.

Someone even snickered, “Yeah, a bet’s a bet. Off with it.”

Elise’s eyes filled with tears as she clutched the hem of her dress desperately.

She would rather die than give in.

She was done with their games.

Nanette had no intention of going easy on her.

Fueled by anger, she spat, “Bitch, this is for all those times you picked on Isadora. Isadora’s under my protection. Let’s see if you dare act so high and mighty again.”