"Fun?"
"Don't let pregnancy get you down—let's get out and blow off some steam."
Half an hour later, at The Verdant Pavilion.
This time, Victor entered hand-in-hand with Isadora.
From the other direction, Finley Pembroke strolled over.
Catching sight of their joined hands, Finley arched his brows in surprise, then, with a knowing grin, greeted, "Evening, sis-in-law."
Isadora wasn't quite sure how to respond to that, so she simply ignored him.
Victor barely lifted his gaze. "Where?"
Finley jerked his chin. "Room 804."
Victor led Isadora in that direction.
Finley went ahead, and without hesitation, kicked open the door to the private suite.
Inside—
The space was thick with the clink of crystal glasses and the hum of lively conversation. Expensive bottles of imported liquor were stacked across the table, while well-dressed men lounged on plush sofas, surrounded by glamorous women who poured drinks and laughed at their jokes.
It was clearly a business gathering, the kind where deals were made between sips of whiskey.
The sudden, thunderous crash of the door startled everyone into silence.
Victor wrapped his arm around Isadora's waist and sauntered in, utterly unhurried.
Isadora's glance swept over the room, pausing when she spotted Magnus Wainwright seated on a sofa. She hesitated for a moment.
Ever since she'd learned that his surgery had been a success and he was out of danger, she'd completely cut off contact with Magnus.
She had no idea if he'd understood her intentions, but in any case, he hadn't appeared in her life at all since then.
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The readers' comments on the novel: Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)
It takes too long to get to the point. Too much unnecessary in between in all of these books. Too many extra characters, the authors lose the plot after a while....