Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus) novel Chapter 493

A little after five in the afternoon.

Isadora was sorting through paperwork when she heard a knock at her office door.

The door swung open and in strode Nanette, looking every bit the confident, sharp-dressed woman she was.

Isadora caught sight of her and smiled. “Aren’t you supposed to be on set these days? How do you have time to see me?”

Nanette thought, It’s not like I volunteered for this.

She simply said, “I’m here to take you somewhere special.”

Isadora hesitated. “But I still have two more market meetings left today.”

“You can reschedule those,” Nanette insisted, grinning. “This is about something much more important—your life’s big moment.”

My life’s big moment? Isadora looked genuinely puzzled.

Seeing that Isadora was still frozen in her chair, Nanette marched over and gently but firmly pulled her up. Steering her toward the door, she called over her shoulder, “Come on, don’t overthink it. It’s a huge surprise!”

In the car.

Isadora sat in the passenger seat, watching Nanette drive with focused determination.

Curiosity got the better of her. “You’re being so mysterious. What’s going on?”

Nanette just smirked, “No spoilers. You’ll find out soon.”

Realizing she wouldn’t get any answers, Isadora took out her phone and sent a quick voice message to her assistant, instructing her to hold off on those documents until tomorrow. As for the two remaining meetings, she told her general manager to step in for her—he’d have to get used to running things himself eventually.

Her assistant replied almost instantly: All set.

With everything squared away, Isadora relaxed into her seat, letting herself enjoy the ride.

Outside, the last rays of sunlight bathed the city in gold as Nanette’s car glided smoothly down the main avenue, then turned off onto a quieter road.

Isadora glanced out the window at the rows of plane trees reflected in the glassy storefronts. Something felt off.

This road… wasn’t this the way to the ISA Grandeur Hotel?

Before she could piece it together, something extraordinary happened.

People thronged around the entrance, snapping photos and filming the scene with their phones, awestruck by the dazzling spectacle.

Security guards had formed a perimeter to keep order as the crowd buzzed with excitement.

Nanette got out, gave Isadora a reassuring smile, and gently nudged her forward. “Go on, Isadora.”

Not far away, Victor stood waiting.

The moment Isadora appeared, Victor began to walk toward her, each step measured and sure.

Suddenly, the sky above them lit up.

Drones swarmed into formation, weaving themselves into a massive, glowing heart, and in the center—Isadora’s name shimmered in lights.

The crowd erupted in cheers and delighted gasps.

“Oh my god, this is so romantic! Who is this guy? He must be loaded—he just lit up half of Capitolion for a proposal!”