Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 232

He tossed the cotton ball he’d been pressing to his arm after the transfusion, responding with a vague grunt.

Several doctors entered the private care room again, hovering around Dorian’s bedside to monitor his condition.

Deanna sat in a nearby armchair, quietly instructing someone to prepare a meal.

She looked at her grandson’s tired face, her tone gentle yet weighted with significance.

“Victor, your grandfather’s health is like a ticking time bomb. Otherwise, while you were traveling for business in Solstrand, he wouldn’t have suggested you attend Gemma’s graduation from LS Capital Holdings. What he really wanted was to formally move forward with your engagement.”

Victor leaned back in his chair, eyes closed as if dozing, long fingers idly fidgeting with his phone.

Deanna continued, “I know you’ve never accepted it—but in our family, marriages have always been about alliances. Even if it weren’t Gemma and LS Capital Holdings, a family like the Fitzgeralds needs strong partnerships to help you go further.”

She lowered her voice. “Besides, I’ve heard that your uncle has built a powerful network in Europe these past years. If something were to happen to your grandfather, I’m afraid Farrar would seize the opportunity to come back and challenge your place.”

Back when Dorian was young, he’d been a notorious playboy. Every now and then, he kept women on the side. As the Fitzgerald family’s legitimate matriarch, Deanna had learned to turn a blind eye—as long as he didn’t cross the line. But everything changed the day one of those women became pregnant with a Fitzgerald heir.

That, Deanna could not tolerate. She sent people to make sure the woman ended the pregnancy. But the woman secretly gave birth to a boy—Farrar Fitzgerald, Victor’s uncle.

There was nothing else to be done. The mother was cast aside, but the child remained. Deanna raised her own son, Cassius Fitzgerald, and Farrar together under the same roof.

As the boys grew up, resentment festered in Farrar. He was never satisfied being the second son, while Cassius was chosen as the Fitzgerald Group’s heir. Bitterness drove Farrar to dark deeds behind everyone’s back.

One day, Cassius’s private jet crashed into a cliff. The investigation found signs of sabotage—and Farrar had the clearest motive. Yet every witness and shred of evidence vanished without a trace.