Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 197

Kemp shoved Elise and Gideon unceremoniously into the center of the living room.

Elise landed hard, half-kneeling on the polished hardwood floor.

Her gaze followed the long legs clad in tailored black suit pants, up to a sharply handsome face—chiseled features, cold eyes.

Mr. Fitzgerald?

Elise’s bravado evaporated. Anxiety twisted in her chest, and her lips trembled as she tried to speak.

“Mr. Fitzgerald? Why… why are you here?”

Victor lounged lazily on the couch, idly flicking a lighter between his slender fingers, his tone offhand and dangerous.

“That depends, Ms. Harrison. Tell me—what exactly have you done to bring me here?”

Elise went pale, forcing herself to sound calm. “I… I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Victor glanced at his watch, voice clipped and icy. “You’ve got fifteen seconds. Don’t waste my time.”

Gideon had never met the infamous Mr. Fitzgerald of Capitolion, but he’d heard plenty of rumors: ruthless, arrogant, untouchable, and utterly without scruples.

Squaring his shoulders, Gideon stepped forward, trying to shield Elise.

“Mr. Fitzgerald, we’ve done nothing to offend you. I don’t understand why you’re barging in here and throwing your weight around for no reason.”

Victor’s eyelids lifted, his gaze slicing through the room like ice.

Those narrowed, razor-sharp eyes sent a chill straight through Gideon’s bones.

Victor’s patience snapped. His voice was frigid. “Isadora was kidnapped. Was it you?”

Elise’s composure finally cracked.

So this was about Isadora.

She rushed to explain, words tumbling out. “No, Mr. Fitzgerald, it wasn’t me. I was kidnapped at the same time that night. How could I possibly have done it?”

Gideon’s jaw tightened, his expression grave.

“Elise is a good woman, and I’m one of Capitolion Solstrand’s top surgeons. We both have a strong sense of ethics. There’s no way we’d do something so vile.”

Victor let out a low, mocking laugh, the corner of his mouth curling in contempt.