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Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 220

The girl in the short skirt rushed to his side, patting him urgently.

“Mr. Oakley! Mr. Oakley!”

“It’s bad—Mr. Oakley’s nose and mouth are both foaming!”

Everyone present was either a company president or a wealthy heir, all on Jonathan’s level or even higher. No one really cared what happened to him. Especially since this was a punishment ordered by the ‘prince’ himself.

A little alcohol poisoning was nothing—if Jonathan died, Victor would cover it up anyway.

Someone said impatiently, “Just have someone carry him to the hospital, and you go with him to take care of it. Simple as that.”

As soon as the commotion died down, the next round of the game began. Cards were dealt out across the table once more.

Isadora watched as Jonathan was carried off, realizing there was no reason for her and Wendy to stay any longer.

She leaned over and whispered to Wendy, “Let’s slip out as soon as this round is over.”

Wendy nodded. “Yeah. Good idea.”

But before they could make a move, the man in the loud floral shirt—Mr. Flynn—called out Isadora’s name and pointed at her placard.

Isadora’s eyes flickered. She slowly peeled back the corner of her card.

Wendy, peeking over her shoulder, sucked in a breath. Isadora’s card was even lower than hers—her luck tonight was abysmal.

Donnelly Flynn grinned mischievously. “Flip your card over, let’s see it.”

When Isadora revealed her hand, Donnelly crowed, “I win!”

Isadora’s body stiffened.

A second later, Donnelly declared, “Alright, gorgeous, time for a little punishment. Pick any man here and sit on his lap.”

Boom.

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