Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 254

Rowena’s eyes dimmed for a moment before she forced a smile.

“Isadora, your Prince Charming really spoils you. We’re lucky just to be in your orbit.”

They arrived at the mall.

Nanette wasted no time, plucking several limited-edition dresses from the racks and disappearing into a fitting room.

Rowena, on the other hand, was much more reserved, standing awkwardly off to the side.

Nanette called over impatiently, “Rowena, hurry up and pick something! How often do we get to go shopping on our best friend’s boyfriend’s tab? We should enjoy it while it lasts!”

She turned to Kemp, “Is there a spending limit?”

Kemp shook his head, glancing at Isadora. “Mr. Fitzgerald said he just wants Miss Vaughan and her friends to have a good time.”

Isadora sat on the plush sofa, letting her gaze skim over the rows of high-end designer dresses.

Each tag started at a small fortune—no less than twenty grand apiece.

She’d already noticed that the walk-in closet at Summit Crest Estates was packed with exclusive, fresh-off-the-runway pieces, so the urge to buy more was minimal.

But seeing Nanette and Rowena so happy made her smile.

Isadora pulled out her phone and texted, “Why the sudden generosity—lunch, shopping spree, the works?”

Victor replied almost instantly.

“Gotta win over the girlfriend’s besties.”

Isadora blinked, still composing a reply, when another message popped up.

Across town, Victor sat at the head of a boardroom table, legs crossed, leaning back in his chair with an easy, self-satisfied smile. “Did I do well?” he texted, as if fishing for praise.

Up at the front, the senior director was mid-report when he caught the rare smile spreading across President Fitzgerald’s face. Thinking he was nailing his presentation, the director doubled down, enthusiasm bubbling over until he was nearly bursting into song.

Back at the boutique, Isadora blushed at Victor’s message.

She shot back, feigning indifference: *“You did this on your own. I never asked you. Don’t expect me to pay you back.”*