Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 205

Victor’s chiseled features were as expressionless as ever; his lips curled in the faintest hint of a smile. “You’ll have to wait until the next life for that,” he said coolly.

Deanna’s smile was warm, almost indulgent. “But isn’t your fiancée, Gemma Lennox from LS Capital Holdings, about to graduate? Maybe it’ll happen as soon as next year.”

Victor’s eyes narrowed, cold and sharp. “You mean the one who’s barely out of diapers?”

“Watch your mouth,” Deanna chided gently, stepping forward to pat her grandson’s shoulder.

He gave a low, mocking chuckle. “Am I wrong? When you all made that verbal agreement, how old were we? My only memory of her is as a kid still clutching a bottle.”

Deanna felt a little dizzy listening to him. She knew Victor had never really acknowledged the engagement—and now certainly wasn’t the time to push it. This would take patience.

For now, the most important thing was to clear out the scheming women hovering around her grandson.

Just then, Pattie stepped in. “Mrs. Fitzgerald, sir, lunch is ready. Would you please come to the dining room?”

Meals at the Fitzgerald estate were always an event. The three-meter-long Italian mahogany table gleamed under the chandelier, set with immaculate silverware and sparkling glasses. Dorian Fitzgerald hadn’t returned yet, so Deanna took the seat at the head of the table, with Victor sitting directly opposite her.

Nannie, who’d been standing off to the side sneaking glances at Victor, hesitated before finally moving to sit beside Deanna.

The table looked like something out of a royal banquet, with delicate cutlery lined up from forks to spoons, all in perfect order. The staff, dressed in crisp uniforms, stood by to serve dishes, ladle soup, and pour tea.

Nannie reached for a massive Alaskan king crab, using the silver cracking tool to carefully extract the tender meat and place it on a white porcelain plate. First, she offered some to Deanna, then—pretending casualness—stood, and placed a generous portion in the blue-and-white bowl in front of Victor.

“Victor, you should try this,” she said. “It’s fresh Alaskan king crab, flown in from Europe this morning. The meat is especially tender this season.”