Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 467

Tonight, Olivia wore a pale yellow evening gown that shimmered under the spotlights, the hem swirling like a mermaid’s tail. She glided with youthful grace, radiating confidence and charm.

Andrina squeezed her hand. “Olivia, you’ve got this. Show them what you’re made of.”

“Don’t worry, Mom,” Olivia replied with a wink. “After all those performances abroad, this is nothing. Just wait and see—your daughter’s going to shine tonight.”

With that, she stood up, offering a poised wave to the cameras before heading towards the stage.

Their seats were in the second row, but Olivia’s path to the stage took her straight past the front row—where Isadora and Nanette happened to be sitting.

Balancing on three-inch heels, Olivia strode forward, her fingers clenched in determination. She fought back the urge to slap Isadora as she passed, still seething over that “ten million dollar” humiliation from earlier.

Just then, as Olivia walked by, Nanette casually stuck out her leg.

Olivia didn’t notice—until it was too late.

“Ah!”

She stumbled, nearly pitching forward onto the floor in a most undignified sprawl.

Instinctively, she reached out to steady herself, grabbing for the nearest person—Isadora. Isadora coolly brushed her hand away, leaving Olivia to crash down with a thud, landing awkwardly on her knees.

Nanette burst out laughing.

“My, Miss Walsh, such generosity! No need for grand gestures on my account.”

Furious, Olivia pushed herself up, glaring daggers at Nanette. “You witch! How dare you trip me!”

Nanette feigned innocence with a shrug. “Trip you? I have no idea what you’re talking about.”